show sacramental

The black cop's in the show 
like Sidney Poitier,
right there to show how right  
producers are, and say:
society's an asshole, see?
Oh, they still are! But
not us, baby: no,
not we. 

You can tell that's what it
says that's how it bees, and what
they're trying to say is, "oh,
please. Be fair: agree 
we did our part by
faking up a story for
your mind to fart 
around in: you
did your part, 
too."

It's 
absolution 
of a sort-of 
sort. It's true as
if held true.  

The white female who won't put out, 
the white female who will, are both 
just
there to make one point:

the patriarchy 
is or isn't with
us still.  

Either way, producers plop 
a plot with roles to signify 
not human beings: human things 
that mean more than they are, 
and why. And people fart 
around in mind, and nod 
and wince, and frown at 

what.

Whatever has been
neat set-up 
to be frowned at.

So 
we're
absolved 
of all we've

got.