Blueprint

Confiding, I found pleasure

I think in its way that it's meant to be

The keeper of this body

Once I knew them, it was often me

Tonight, I'd hope we're lost in dance

Utopia in a trance

Blueprint of liberation

Sweat and step repetition

We wake, my body is a song

I don't even notice the pulsing in my head

And my latent dancing stomach

Welcome, mutual building harmonies

And a lean towards dissonance

What of pause and what of pulse?

I'd like to wield that the most

Residing, I found treasure

I don't need to know what they mean to me

Prescribed in them, a value

Something not far from arbitrary

Tonight, I'd hope we're lost in dance

Utopia in a trance

Blueprint of liberation

Sweat and step repetition

We must find temporal modes

Unintelligible to the tongues of racial capitalism and neoliberalism

The most prominent, widespread assassinations are slow

Stretched across linear time

Poverty and neglect are capital punishments

Weapons of choice for behemoth serial killers

Corporate masters of slow death processing

So, we pause