Bey on the Kleenex
after Beyonce (ft BEAM)
On the corner of the dresser a Kleenex box with Ariel, Cinderella, Mulan, Tiana, the princess and the frog, I will kiss disorder and the frog and wait for the coming kingdom
I am dancing in the kitchen,
butt naked, titties slack, bum as flat as cardboard in the rain, and those Afrobeats, that pulsing, mesmerising, dot dot dot dot dot dot; my feet are pounding on bare boards, hard earth, nightly graves are turning, kings mouldering, soil of blood bone and milk teeth
and the Lioness, A-
lister, her sceptre a vendetta, burning her way as a golden elixir; I am pounding in homage, in singular worship, the angels blow forward and tear my back backward, tether me tether me to this turning earth, I am weeping, sinking ooh la la la
my soul in flight, round round-earth’s corners, my
heart an egg moon, break me, break me
and Bey is there as a Queen called jesus, my body a dish in a forgotten city, as she moves me moves me beyond the amens, beyond the ruined city reciting its prayers, she lands like a bomb, I shake like a Shaker, she uzy their doozy, who knew my saviour, this bitch boss anthem, make it rain, make it rain, this is mercy, Energy, pop pop pop pop pop pop