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Breeze Vincinz
BREEZE LOVE SOUL
BUFFALO
© Breeze Vincinz
When I woke up this morning
there was a post-it on my door
It said, “Quit your bitching boy”
and it was signed by the world
When the Indians killed the buffalo,
they used every part possible
and the animal is my existence today
I’m trying to use my tears
to swim back to what I know is God
I’m trying to use my fears
to define the battles I have not fought
When the slaves killed the hog,
they used every part they got
and that animal is my existence today
And as perfect I’d like to think myself to be,
the rug can only hold so much swept up dirt you see
And if you’ve never been dirty,
then you don’t know what it means to be clean
And that bath is my existence today
And those original sins
They are my kin
And my bloodline is impure but kind
And I don’t expect to win
By avoiding my sins
I’m going to use them like my love and pride
I’m not ashamed of my knees
I’m not afraid if I bleed
Love will be my cowboy tonight
I’m going to use my heart
The good and the bad parts
To do good by God, to do right
Sometimes the paranoid are chased,
I’ve seen them behind me
They try to make me believe in things
like oatmeal trees
and blood for oil
and death to Tookie
Trying to convince that day is night
And in the palette of my life
everything has not been cool
I know of the periwinkles in my past
I know of all my blues
And I know that all of my colors
don’t particularly compliment you
but these colors are my existence tonight
And these original sins
They are my kin
And my bloodline is impure but kind
And those things you say
used to encapsulate
You can’t use them to for me to define
I’m not ashamed of my needs
I’m not afraid if I bleed
I’m not afraid of the dark or the light
I’m going to use my whole heart
The good and the part parts
To do good by you, to do right
I wrote this poem after watching a documentary about the making of the film “The Incredibles.” One of the edicts Brad Bird, the director, instilled in his staff was the idea of using “Every Part of the Buffalo.” An idea inspired by Native Americans who not only used the meat for food, but also used the fur for clothing, the bones for tools, the blood for paint, etc. They used every single part. Something about that always stuck with me, so I constructed this poem around the idea of using all of my emotions, the good, the bad, the indecent, and everything in between. I’ll be my own buffalo and use every part of myself to define myself.
Writer's Notes
Writer's Notes
I wrote this poem after watching a documentary about the making of the film “The Incredibles.” One of the edicts Brad Bird, the director, instilled in his staff was the idea of using “Every Part of the Buffalo.” An idea inspired by Native Americans who not only used the meat for food, but also used the fur for clothing, the bones for tools, the blood for paint, etc. They used every single part. Something about that always stuck with me, so I constructed this poem around the idea of using all of my emotions, the good, the bad, the indecent, and everything in between. I’ll be my own buffalo and use every part of myself to define myself.
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