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The Chokey in 3 body parts
by Justin Rogers
After The Chokey, found in Matilda
The Mouth
The mouth, when opened
doesn’t know whose name
will fall out & this
puts the whole hood on
it’s best eavesdrop.
Who gets choked next?
What tea can be made of the flesh when pulverized?
The audience tells myths about the jaw
says every name that goes in
comes out with less fucks to give &
knows it’s only valuable
with someone inside of it.
The Fingers
The fingers have two homes;
the guts of a Swisher
& pockets splitting with cash.
They curl fetal position behind
the palm & taste the
wish a nigga would.
Taste the sweat of wishes come true.
Taste Flamin Hots.
Taste Wayne mixtapes.
The nails smell of weed picked
from the wicker of lawn furniture—
let nothing go to waste.
The fingers form gun barrels
triggered by trap bass
so you know what’s really good—
so you know how they
survive when there is no where to turn.
(Cont.)