What Kind of Song Are You? by Cheyenne Marcelus
What kind of song are you?
Strung through the saddle like satin
Or like barbed wire,
Colliding across cilia
Or screeching off the wall,
Smooth like jazz,
Like a Manhattan,
Like warm maple syrup,
Freshly lotioned hands gliding across a lover’s back
Or bass like thunder
Roaring down pain so they all know,
So they all will feel
Loudness like lightning
Striking violently
Setting the ground ablaze
A fire that grows and consumes
A trail of lovers burned alive?
What kind of song are you?
A lullaby
Or a drive by
Shouts and shrills singing praises
And professing lowliness
Are you like gospel?
Hands high
And hips low
Shake the devil off
Round through the pews
Grabbing of hands
Latching together of loved ones
A community at the altar
Bowed before the throne of togetherness
Are you a dying genre
Of fatherless kids
Rocked to bed by styrofoam cups
Filled with lava
Passed from mouth to mouth
Destructive words geniusly parsed together
For the catchphrases to the detriment of a nation?
The ornaments fall from the alter with each syllable
A community member detaches with each lash of derogatory lyric
Like a whip across her womb.
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