Bones (feat. Bayo Akomolafe)

What if I told you that,
Maybe the invitation is still being made

What if this time is an insurgency of the invisible?

Like things that we have pushed to our blindspots,
Unknowingly, inadvertently,
Are now coming to the field of vision

Now saying, "Look, I'm right over here. What do you do with me?"

I feel that this time is uncovering bones
And we can choose, we can choose to cover those things again

Or, we can choose to sit with those bones,
To do the hard task of meeting beings that we don't know how to meet

And maybe there, in those openings
We might shape-shift

Stay with these shadows that are now showing up

As embodied beings
As multi-dimensional beings

Maybe the invitation is still being made



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Oswalt
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