His black hands
wrap perfectly around
my white hands
in unity
as his bus approaches.
Coldness
fills the warm summer air.
His thick lips
brush gently against
my thin lips
in harmony
as he walks away.
A ghostly woman appears.
Her devil eyes pierce my hands.
With a distorted smile
she spits
�WHITE-TRASH�
into my ear.
A burnt man rises.
His demon eyes violate my lips.
Through clenched teeth
he hisses
�WHORE�
into my mouth.
I place my hands
to my mouth
in horror
realizing their HATE.