Weave and bop; dip and slide

Mark Krueger

I have been thinking a lot about children in the US who have children and the conditions they grow up in, and this poem came out:

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

What’s up, man?
What’s happening, brother
press flesh
wanna be

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

break dance
spin on your head
force time
to stand still

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

ride blue lights
and bass speakers

roam

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

dwell like a man
inside a woman
he does not love;
live in a reservation
of despair

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

match colors
this gang; that gang
walk your baby to the store
this hood; that hood
find a morsel of sweetness
for a tiny mouth
your mouth; my mouth

Weave and bop;
dip and slide

Weave and bop;
dip and slide
wanna be