Puzzlin Blues
it lookt to be comin but it look like gone to me
look to be comin look gone to me
it lookt to be nothin then it look to be right at me
somethin somewhere then where would i be
if i was somethin somewhere i would be
where nowhere and nothin would bother me
i couldnt get satisfied if satisfied was to be a hold on me
couldn’t be satisfied with satisfied bein held over me
i been satisfied but my satisfaction set me free
Black Poetry
look
this music has forms has always had
forms
and had you and itself to decide
more than who it was singing to
look some of you
need the words
and some the music
and the new day will need will have
the continuous line look
see there something has
been said about time
and here the point
something about the non
or dubious part of it which we
take now deciding which to be
and look here
don’t you know black people always thought
we1 were2 continuous in any form3