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Otis Cotton 1983 (HARLEM NY)

A million thoughts flowing through
My head
Pieces of conversation sound
Often from my perspective
Ears tuned high
Like a doberman
Alert to the presence of that
Which always was
Which always is
I let you into my space
I granted you access into my orbital
We shift the energy
Clean the palate
Rinse the mouth
Spit, and Spit, and SPit
Spit until the taste of shit leaves
Your Mouth
Your mouth is the fastest way to get it out
Intestines have processes
And as such
Follow divine order
But your mouth
Will get there.
Denounce what was once in there
Ingest new energies while investing in your destiny. YOU SHOWED YOURSELF
As you could no longer Hide Yourself
Exposing darkness
to the only force
strong enough to overtake it

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In a world of 1000000 voices, we find alignment in our own

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Written on August 04, 2021

Submitted by itsotiscotton on August 04, 2021

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Otis Cotton

Otis cotton is a singer actor performance artist and teacher living in New York City. He can be seen acting on various television shows and also was in the Broadway play Holler if you hear me. more…

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