what the ocean said to the black boy
you know how to swim boy?
i know you can float
felt you bobbing along my surface
before you even knew you could
they say you just a conflagration
of bad intentions boy
they use me to put you out
don’t want you burning this place down
again
they see
a little too much l’ouverture in you
a little too much turner
a little too much of what they already had enough of
what you see when you look at me?
you know how many of y’all I swallowed?
you just a drop of ink
on this canvas
boy
they call me blue because
they don’t understand how the sky work
they call you black because
they don’t understand how god work
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10.09.2026