I am; I said I am not ready to die. Phantom, this most times the cuffs are invisible but in reality, we are chained to history the thought of slavery really gets to me The density that settles into blood, teaching every soul to bow, while heads are hung low. I lay in the water wondering why? I hang from a tree saying please while no one hears me , all laughter until it's pure silence Protect and serve, that's what they told me. So why did you kill me? Hate crime on FaceTime. Now tell me when the friend line begins and where it ends? Watch out, the Niggers is back on the bus line. They say as above as below so is this what's going on above? Let's question that. To be shackled to the ground is to be written in the dirt By the very ones who hold the ink to the paper No longer quiet executions Just the bold words of I loud and proud. Pure theft is what I see; I hate you while screaming loud on t.v. I would love to take your children, eat your food, but I am scared of you. How dare we play the fool The earth below does not comfort; it consumes They speak progress in digital tongue of algorithms weaving light from the air seamless but yet polished the ancient iron stays where it was slung. it is not merely metal on the skin - it is an anchor driven through the bone A silent mandate made of stone to be tied to the earth is not to grow why, because the roots are forced, the soil is that buried lives with so many lies we have already reached the sky Delleesa Harris this is a rough draft, not finished, not put in order but thoughts

How do I say I want sex without being told it's too much? How do I express what I like without being told, hey, you're doing too much? How do I express my sexual mood without touch? How do I express that magnetic pull you have on me? Like a glass that's too cold and cracks when the fluids are in it. Small leaks that turn into big ones like heavy storms and if you don't know how to swim, sure you will drown. How do I say I want to be sipped on like a fine glass of wine I'm sure you know how to take your time. Like being at the beach teaching yourself how to float while learning to do backstrokes. Seems like you are starting to understand what I mean when I say take it slow. How Do I? Tell you to sit on the couch, grab my favorite ice cream, top it off with whipped cream, put it in the places that can't take the cold, let it drip a little go-ahead babe be bold. How Do I? Say grab that rope, tie it tight and squeeze my throat, pull my hair don't be shy. Smack my ass while I hold it high. Dip in, pull out, dip in one more time, pull out, turn me around make my levels go high, Bring a friend, and no, I don't mean your twin. That vibration that has my head spiraling again. Sucking toes and ass holes much more to be told, But How Do I express without being told you are doing too much? Poem Delleesa Harris 7/9/26