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Today's poem is by Terrance Hayes

American Sonnet for My Past and Future Assassin
       

In a parallel world where all Dr. Who's
Are black, I'm the doctor who knows no god
Is more powerful than Time. In a parallel world
Where all the doctors who are black see cops
Box black boys in cop cars & caskets, I'm
The doctor who blacks out whenever he sees
A police box. In a parallel world where doctors
Who box cops in caskets cry doing their jobs,
I disappear inside a skull that's larger on the inside.
Question: if, in a parallel world where every Dr.
Who was black, you were the complex Time Lord,
When & where would you explore? My answer is,
A brother has to know how to time travel & doctor
Himself when a knee or shoe stalls against his neck.



Copyright © 2018 Terrance Hayes All rights reserved
from American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin
Penguin Books
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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