Pretty soon empty spoons cut gums
like razor blades across faces in penitentiaries
the summer of 98 took lives
off of family porches
&
out of family portraits
it also took the Jordan's off of Jermaine's feet
along with his breath
last words were "don't scuff em"
&
when people don't eat
They eat each other bone and all
I AM, staring at an empty closet
waiting for the bones to fall
&
because an empty stomach
gets filled with lucifer
we been keeping the door locked
everyday this June
the wavy apparitions rising from concrete
reminded us, summer was in
&
the heat was on