By: Shelbi Henny

trapped in adequacy 
we capture 
like pictures that builds 
and provokes 
lyricism that burst like the roots
percussions that boost
a fascination that keeps 
sanitary confinements
that spell lies 
backwards 
and reverse them in unconscious truths 
spacing the test of banquet settings
that carry off in street corners
house parties 
to venues 
I grew alive
to hearing the sanction 
of collaboration 
taking us further into numbing unity 
and awaken separation 
all in one 
we twist and bind the beginning 
of lust and
scaling indecency 
yet we knew what we wanted
if only for the moment