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There are tiers, as in levels, to reality On the industrial corner of North 17th Street & WytheTwo black public high school kids watch a Nordic model get photographedTo them, she is lunar, impossible, alien lifeSo, as a comet might relate to a traffic-stopped taxicabOr a Bahamas vacation to a stint in Guantanamo Bay So, as access & privilege relate to their absolute oppositesThat's the way that these kids & this woman will always relateAnd it's nobody's faultYeah, no one's to blameWe all work through the darkWe all carry the weightSlender shoulders & blindfoldsSpinning in cyclesNow, now, now: navigate!There are tiers, as in layers, to an experienceThrough each lens & metric, the image warps every dayI'm either successful, independent, & largely uncompromisedOr a non-starter, never-was, has-been since 2008And it's nobody's faultYeah, no one's to blameWe all work through the darkWe all carry the weightLetras de cancionesSlender shoulders & blindfoldsSpinning in cyclesNow, now, now: navigate!There are tears, as in waterworks, and they're threateningTo spoil the negotiated sweetness of my afternoonI can't answer anything honestly without an asteriskAirquotes and doublespeak litter the fountain of youthAnd if it's nobody's faultThen I'm not to blameI just work in the darkI just carry the weightSlender shoulders & blindfoldsStranded in cycles Now, now, now: navigate! From Letras Mania