Skin adorn
The (that) brown tint that latches onto flesh
Is (its) potent
Is (its) potent
The dawn simmers down on an Africa girl
She's holy
She's holy
Drenched in prayed over waters
Anointed in condition oils
Bathed in coconut elixir
Boiled
And the tub is emptied with spices
With quinessence spirit staining drains
White candles lit remains
Collecting of tincture in porcelain contains
One by one
Feet extend outward
Walked backward when done
Covered in nothing but fresh herbs that
Soaked at the derma (melanun)
Taking the essence of the flora
Becomes a part of her
It is her
Wet toes touch macrocosm
She walks backwards
Eyes closed eye opened
And centers
Remembers
Of the source
That is
She
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
A Slew of Poems Unrevised
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