OUTRO (Exclamation Point)

[Interlude: Morgan Parker] Tell you something about poetry, it refuses It breaks and asks to be broken The broken pieces form a question mark And this is the revolutionary poem, exclamation point The radical belief that broken is beautiful That breaking is essential That revolution is built from wreckage Exclamation comes from asking The question is, "What use do we have for time not measured by the rivers dancing beneath us? In us? Beforе us?" We pray like this, majestic, еlectric We slide, step, dip, shake, every room a dance floor Let all my skin kin in, let sunshine in Let me kiss on my loves chosen and fought for Come, make you a plate Pour some out Return and get it This is the thing about poems They want to live They remind us when we forget how to love and be love How even leaves have veins with stories to tell And we are the stories We are the radical and hopeful We are the revolutionary poem, exclamation point You don't have to go home, but this is only the start The good part is what comes next