last night

i spent three hours
with a deliberately artificial mulatto

doing my best to
embrace the dominant subculture

now suddenly neither
sub nor superior
but certainly cultural

what would you call
this melting pot

except that it is
sounding brass

ceasing to exist
it challenges the myth

conform or escape
to irrelevancy?

a whole new universe of
depth perception

my own private
taste towards
the literati
called into question

and yet i refuse
to relinquish myself
nor do I seek to

reform the glove
to the hand i
formulated with
much trial and error.