Street Poet
He attempts to wrap his words around
callous streets- raw lullabies stripped
of urban decay to bare meanness. Murky
lingo of black argot, rhyming doggerel
of booties and bitches drawn to bling,
gold teeth and basketball paraphernalia.
Head bobbing, shoulder-rolling, crotch-
grabbing street poet. He struts like a lottery
winner, pimps his ride, shows his ass garishly
as young suburban girls, eyes closed, sway
and scream to words and rhythm that only
the father he never knew would understand.
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