After a Mark Romanek video with Janet Jackson, feat. Q-Tip & Joni Mitchell
We pivot like we pray—for no gaze. Only Black shines
in its darkness and light, by which I mean on and on and on...
Like steam, music be how the message bodies to the sky
is what I see in Janet's smile. She, brown and glittered golden,
leathered in cool. Q-Tip on the beat and Joni Mitchell never lies:
Black be the thing you can never quantify. Catch us kissing
and mending our bodies in the blue black. Catch us blasting and
Dutty Wining in the lamplight, the summer Miss Jackson teaches
rhyme to hug its own line. My back bending, twisted t'ward sorrow
all that time
waiting, for song to arrive.
