Taking Advantage

Skulls whiter than sheets. I wore my feathered mask. I swayed with the death head atop my face disguising my features the black with brown with the red. Shit somehow we two have met above the earth intertwined twisted nuzzled and fell. I’m broken. I laid my cards down too early. Black folks say that if you give pleasure to someone who is not paying your bills then it is cheating. I don’t know what white folks say. I will never forgive you for stealing. Your silence is a shard of glass shoved beneath my ribs or a ten penny nail driven into the palm of my hand. I don’t much as blame you for taking advantage. The more I take from you the less I can breathe. The results came back negative but I know there is something dreadfully wrong. On the cusp of disaster or change. Tight rope walks atop four alarm fires and thin ice. I want to just say it all to someone who can do something. I am father cowardice and mother fear. I want to know. None of my friends disagree about this. My mother called me by my first and middle name. I met the lone rider. Nothing is the same. Mother!