Alton Sterling /circulation

I am silenced

not by bullets.

as

Black Men

are.

I am silenced because

I am choking.

I am choking

on my

White Privilege.

because my colorlessness keeps me safe

sometimes.

my Caucasian existence-

These words

can not

get out.

I can’t get these fucking words out.

and. it feels like. it doesn't matter.

My words.

Because

it's not my words

that are bleeding

today.

My white privilege

gives me words

that are lodged in my throat

that now circulate Facebook

while

another video

circulates

of

Another

Black

Life

taken.

Alton Sterling.

Alton Sterling's life.

Alton Sterling's blood

no longer circulates his body.

His blood circulates the streets

Of The Land

Of The Free

of the Fourth of July barbecue.

Alton Sterling's blood

deserves more than this.

this fucking poem that I try to write because I live with

Gay White Male Freedom

which is more than-

it's not

bullets

at a deli

on a Wednesday

.

.

.

.

.

If you’re not choking on your white privilege

a bullet is irrelevant

to your

circulation

because

you have no blood to bleed.

because your blood circulates your life

while

Alton's Sterling's bleeding

circulates

your freedom.