Positively left me underneath
The turtle
Underneath the school bus
Underneath the middle of the day-
And you were teaching classes-
The afternoon got older,
And the children changed around until
They were out of chairs
And some were left without identities- and my art
Was found out,
And sold for nothing- my muse left me,
And her brown skin evaporates
While all of our glorious country got up
To say the pledge of allegiance.
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