My Name is Pariah

My name is
Pariah
my hands delve deep
into the pockets of my soul
but
no one knows it
no one
sees
the force applied
to keep the costume from
slipping
slipping off
into the cracks of the pavement
into the realities of tar and
concrete relegating
unnatural
into divisions of
conquest and
meaningless
notions of
who
I
….

My name is
Pariah
my feet launch forward
with back peddling
accuracy
but
no one knows it
no one
sees
the dance steps
memorized to keep from
falling
falling off
into the water running
into the drains
of these streets
where
tread and rubber
slip easily and forget
the splashing
of
who
I

My name is
Pariah

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