​you have:

the unlimited lisp cartwheel tongue speaking my daily
reality cannot conscious give me ear undistracted

think the world of your beloved, child,
when you're grown and have one: think
the world of them, everything known
and unknown

i daydreamed your sing-song simple story voice,
street man, i daydreamed you
curled in the window frame
across the street



faith mingus is the author of SHEsureHAD.