29.10.23
I'm sorry, but
I'd rather just follow my lead
as an american poet.
We english spearks don't have this taboo
about prosódia or pés
or anything like that.
We speak softly or even toughly
but uniformely.
There're no oscilations.
Yet in America there're some.
We're not the same.
Our language is not the same.
Don't you hate America
or you can hate it.
Do it either ways knowing what you're hating.
America is not only a white country.
The first american indeed was Americo.
When he first came there
there was plenty indigenous people that still are
here. Living or dead but they do.
Do you feel freed from guilt?
Hate what you want,
I'm not interested.
I'd rather discover myself as a poet
uneasy about prosódia or pés or
genocídio dos jovens negros favelados
or milícia or breja
that I don't drink.
. . .
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