crisis? naw i ain't scared of him we's long time friends. whenever he comes a knockin i opens the door says, ‘come on in baby have some tea you tired? i knows you's come a long way to sit and visit a spell. you ailing? just lay your head down here and tell me bout all the places you been all the things you seen all them things you think is real.’ then i just rocks him til he falls asleep and let's me weave a metamorphorphis into him
a newness, a sweetness on his skin so he can be real pretty when he wakes up.
but then i wakes up instead and realize how silly i been dreaming i was talking to crisis
cause when he comes over he does the talkin and the weavin and i does the sleepin and the waking up pretty.
©Jerome Braggs 2018