Black Poetry : singing in the Kee of me

sitting on the side of the bed with
a change of clothes and no picture
i vision back to the first time
i asked him his name
he steadied his voice and
pronounced proudly you can call me Him
I played around with the sound of it
until it got lodged deep inside my inner ear
along with the other pleasant sounds
traveling as treasure
undisturbed in my psyche
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