on spring creek road
water in the gutter
doesnt discriminate
it's all filthy
rinsing pebbles or
rounding the teeth and gums
no such thing as concrete
river divider discrimination
where brown skinned babies
build things with two hands
inherited from the steel and spark
of the assembly plant
darkened leathery finish
kneeding black earth
and sweet meats
big brothers race things
with two wheels
true angel bodies
swing widely in the sun
raising glasses of pure water
to golden eyes
to ascertain the essence of their lives
across the road
using the curb as a springboard
raising glasses of pure water
to blue eyes
to ascertain the essence of their lives
natives of another kind face an indoor world
a white enameled season
too white to see cracked muddy surfaces
where the water ran
and didn't come back
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