Us, Qariama
Androidinizing
Time suspends her lows
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I’m on fast forward
Now just slipped through my fingers
Time suspends my highs
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Space beneath our feet
With them running through my veins
We clumsily move
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The dust in my hair
Last remnants of my old self
‘Cept this dram of Me
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Her blood was ancient
Politics of my body
Now yesterday’s news
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Reborn an android
Now I’m cleansed of her crazy
Me, Infinity?
Tagged: afrofuturistic, android, bipolar, bpd, haiku, poem, poetry
