Fear and Loathing (Comin’ and Goin’)

                I come to party, I show up alone,

I feel the beat on my feet, and I’m soloing.

I sing sunshine hits in the club.

Sunshine hits baby. That’s just how I live, lawd—

                        And Lord was like—

I fled the scene,

done all I possibly could. The way it works is,

sunshine hits something and so, there is something.

Gradually, you become unlike that something

You used to hold.  I had held a cassette tape

in my hands, had held

a church in my hands,   

had held it with heavy hands, had felt love

Like adrenaline, to which no one in the church spoke.   

I had heard music emanating

from a cassette player, had heard it in church,      

had looked into the pastor’s eyes, had held her eyes   

In my hands, had felt her love like a fee.

                                                       Evil eyes,

everyone knows   

what your poems are about. Whatever it is

got me laughing.