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Exxon

I’m always    
Whispering      
These pieces out      
To hopefully      
Catch any typos,      
As if these women      
Might      
Actually hear      
Their names being called      
And suddenly        
Come out      
From around the corner.      
       
Anyway,      
My spiel      
Was always      
Lined up      
“I’m gonna      
Tell you      
Like this here      
If you ever      
Feel like      
You have to      
Put your hands      
On me      
Its time for one of us      
To go      
(I’ve seen enough people      
In my time who would have      
Been better off      
By themselves      
For one reason or another    
And falling in with that    
Demographic    
Didn’t look so great)      
Just letting you know      
How it is      
As a preventative      
Measure.      
       
Speaking of….      
Brandi aka Exxon      
(Shake my head)      
You were        
A crude oil spill      
With your      
Feelers out      
For both      
The government      
And      
Industry’s      
Response      
To      
Disaster.      
Utterly negligible      
As if      
Being “mixed”      
(With Puerto Rican, some shit      
That made Chinese      
Straight hair      
Wish for curly;      
Looking at me      
All crazy-      
I didn’t do it)      
Gave you that      
Entitlement      
And I could confidently      
Say        
       
Nothing      
Had changed      
Since undergrad      
(Except the terms      
On which we had      
Met back up with      
Years later      
Now, Then)      
Only      
You had      
A doctorate      
Perpetrating      
As a lesbian      
To reclaim      
Some power      
That      
You Lost      
As a straight      
Chick      
Don’t you f*ck with me      
I knew you,      
Your history;      
So did the whole gd campus-      
       
Who remembered      
That ass whopping      
You took      
In public      
From “homeboy”      
Despite how    
Elongated you were.      
       
Now      
We all had one      
(A history)      
But        
Not everybody      
Was tripping.      
       
Yet another instance      
Where I thought      
We were gonna      
Box      
(Lock the doors, last man standing).      
       
*I wanted to kick her fucking ass on general principle. Ya know?
 
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Written by Nari (Laura Jean)
Published | Edited 2nd Nov 2018
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