Polls Now Open

Addressed constantly
by politicians
who undress us
Detest us
do anything to
Defy us
Deny us
freedom of speech
if it’s against them
just men
making
Super human promises
Dismissed
after elected
neglected
Youngsters infected
PLP!
FNM!
too young to vote
but look at them
followers of Christie and Ingraham
at ten
Cause my mom is
my dad is
born this
rallied together
crowd filled with mirth
brain dead
from birth
they know
no better
Trained to keep quiet
government knows best
but the country’s
still a mess
Take a chance
think...

Then Speak
Then Vote

(editted from my Project Speak)
©Tia L. Clarke 2009

Fabric Softner

cotton panties
entangled in satin sheets

leather stilettos
lodged in cracks of wooden floors

silk blouse
slung over a Lasko fan

gold earring
missing one of its kind

pink scarf
binds us together

blue boxer briefs
set him free

brown belt
looped through more than pants

buttons missing shirts
heels missing shoes
out turned pockets
change scattered on the floor
laundry

the morning before

©Tia Clarke 2009

With or Without Sex

Close enough
to taste your sweat
breathe in your breath
inflate my lungs
arch my back
when you
crack your neck
Drink
I thrist for you
I dance
to the pain in your heart
pump my blood
with your thoughts of life
open your eyes
so I can see
watch
while you
enter me

intimacy

© Tia Clarke 2009

Play Ground

I
want
to

Be near you
bodies close
sweet sensation of your
kiss

Bliss
Fully imagine
the warmth of your

Touch
me
here

Yes right there
finger tips
glide down erect nipples
skin infected with
goose pimples

I
want
to

Be near you
rib to rib
cage me in
your monkey bar
arms

Slurred
speech
just as you

Touch me
tease me
tongues
play on jungle gyms
of saliva

I
want
to

Be brave enough
to be
your play ground.

© Tia Clarke 2009