Sinbad Sailor, Sin is Bad, Sailor Sail On

Harlem, Hoboken, Roosevelt, Oyster Bay, black, black delft, black sky, sky blue and white, earth with black rift, deftly parted by Moses, with just enough delay,

Smash down Pharoah’s, what color were they? Or phase of matter, or soil, clay?

I love black people, and take from the blak, the sky when it ignites, a crisp sun ignition, inspires a gold goal, pyramid gleaming, spark pyramid slap stick spark Fourth of July, or Fourteenth, a gold prize not of metal; the sun is not medal or metal,

The sky a prize, black people a prize. Black people ignition, inspiration, resignation,

Harlem, Hoboken, Roosevelt, Oyster Bay, flat black, flat gold, fat black, not out of the question, the Dutch, farming the world, from the vantage stealing phase of matter, or soil, clay, where it go, in a clatter, East River a sewer black people swear, it wear a glaze carpet iridescence, rainbow–

Probably by oil.

An oil slick.

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