Currency Communion

Currency Communion



the first time i ever read the word God
was on a piece of money

The People

every time i dug in my denims
i was uprooting evil


i can make any color out of concrete
if you’ll release me


every step here is a quid pro quo
inmate innovators

will teach you how
to moonwalk into the future


hope and i once held hands
like kids on a field trip

walking in circles
naming all the animals in the zoo

then she left me nameless
behind this fence

where i fell back
like baptism into an ink well

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