Poems from Calliope22
You have me chained to your wall,
mouth dry like desert sand
but all I can do I wish for the pleasure
you give by torture
the pressure...
I watched my generation
be penetrated straight through
and then disentegrated by
injustice
I watched the Negro vagabonds
grovel on all...
One day I heard a voice
say that I held the power
and I sprung from a pen
black ink inching over my skin
I was born
and in my fingertips...