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4 5 minutes

and 29 seconds

I sat outstretched physically

mentally

I was curled tightly

as tight as a solid fist

raised to symbolize

black power

4 5:29

I struggled 2 remain

so together

I struggled 4 5:29

long seconds 2 keep from

flailing my chocolate arms and bean pole legs

in a wild rage

I remained still

but

my mind played the scene

4 me

4 5:29 I squeezed

my eyes tight

I wanted 2 scream

2 kick out the windshield

to pound out the passenger side window

I wanted 2 scream bloody murder

I wanted 2 curse

I wanted 2 spit

I wanted 2 become

2 metamorphosis

like David Banner

4 5:29

I felt murderous

as I listened

for 5:29 having no choice

2 your BULLSHIT

4 5:29

I fashioned rude reactive

balls of spit that I

was hurling your way

words that combined

sarcasm with irony

and similes with metaphors

let me spit

let me flow

let me vent

for 5 minutes

and

twenty-nine seconds

I did nothing

but

wish that I was deaf

and could sign

all these thoughts

and

U unsuspectingly stupid and oblivious

wouldn't know shit

for 5:29

I fought against myself

and sat

perfectly still

2 hear your voice

annoy me

hearing your words

oh the things you said

2 her

angered me

I know U were trying 2

piss me off

cuz all that you spoke

all those words

are

YOUR LIES