Black female genital candle   all trimmed up 

                                                 an ad offering by Magick Planet    Whatever

advertising algorithms really bit the big oneswung wide not that he wasnt a fan of female genitalia 

                                                                                                         he wasnt interested in burning them

and he didnt buy candles online 

he bought books however 

                          yes his last few purchases were Isabel Wilkersons Caste the edited Four Hundred Souls Ta-Nehisi Coates’ The Water Dancer and Black Leopard Red Wolf by Marlon James

virtually all Black writers

but thats a huge freakin leap 

                                 he supposed  That’s Marketing! Leave no stone unturned.

Ohbrutha

but why target him 

 

he decided to consult water 

                              a hot bath of lavenderscented water  the oil was from his daughter  she said to calm him she was always concerned that he remain calm 

before she died she gave him a beautiful blue lace agate  yes its property is calming she was as generous as she was beautiful inside and out 

                         she was absolutely radiant 

with her inspired calmness he slipped into the running water and laid down under moonlight that entered through the screened window

he took the water up until his body was covered and stopped the flow

he closed his eyescommunicated his distemper with intrusions that bordered on ridiculousludicrous 

                                                                                                        whoever wrote the algorithm hed like to turn it on its side and shove it up their ass

Calm

mantra

Calm

he could almost hear her voice

Calm

the water wondered why the advertisement got a rise out of him

Dislocation Anatomy belongs where it should be found  not dismembereddissected

When presumed clever isnt clever

the water wondered if his upset was because the genital candle was Black

which made him almost giggle 

                               he expected memory to be long with water

No he whispered  perhaps you have forgotten the black girl I dated nearly three years ago who bathed with me in this tub 

the water shivered 

he opened his eyes

he thought maybe a drip fell from the faucet 

                                             there were no perceptible rings or waves    still water

Times are degenerate

The pendulum swings

You will swing out of the worst of it

Clever foments

Often it is novel a fad

Try not to be disturbed

I should be calm

As your daughter instructed you

She knew you intimately

Disregard that which will not impact you

Water seeks its own level

Yes

chilled water woke him 

the moonlight was on the wall

he was cool

            at ease

that might explain that while he slept in the tub that he dreamed of a pregnant bruisedred an purplecoloured hermaphrodite 

                why shouldnt they be pregnant

Twosday evening,  13  4. 21

1136,  Saturday,  17  4. 21