body snatchers (hail to jay z, hail to nick flynn)

them body snatchers!

na dem dey steal body, gbomo gbomo, dey steal pikin

shrill screaming from rigid finger reeds, our mommies sing

what about the babies?

whose eyes sink further into a fat fluid face, the sun out of focus

the loud explosions of words, the laughter a sword that cries as

a camcorder records glee and musicals to replay a score and a year

from now

on a wall thin and fraying

when easter is no longer bunnies, eid no longer burning ewe hairs

but good fridays remain frijohn

dem body snatchers done come

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