Frisco Orange

Frisco orange is
squeezed from
a stone

Words squeezed
dripping
dropping

words from
our blood

homey
cuz
homeboy
homes
amigo
O.G.
old man

Frisco orange
is loose and
tight

sometimes fits
snug around our
minds and other
private parts

Frisco orange
is the sun hiding
in our fist

Frisco orange
is a hidden star
glowing under our
eye lids

Frisco orange
Is the sleep in our
Eyes , the pulp
Of misdirected sunlight

Frisco orange
is brown, black,
yellow, white

asking the
standard issue
question:

you know what
I’m sayin?’

Frisco orange is
the peel of our
skin over our
bones

The peel of
our minds

turning over
again and again
like the keys that
control the bars

open/slam
slam/open

It’s what’s
underneath

it’s what’s
inside

In the turn
Of a key

Squeezed from
a stone

(c) 2016 Tony Robles

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