Arrange your words

Day 1 
Arrange your words
Like tiles on a game board 
Like you know 
Life vomits, hiccups, makes love
To the moment 
The moment you let go
Of the tile
You have lost.
How does that
Feel
?

Lament
One face to get 
The job done
One face to get by
One face to get
The smile
One face to cry

I pick up your lamentation
Between my fingers
Your sick saccharine disgust
Burrows into the pores
Of
My skin

Each
A hole
In the not white enough
Too white
And privileged
Skin

How
Does
That
Feel
?

It’s a big fuck you
Very much
And a thank you
Kick
In the ass

Do something

I don’t care
For this not caring
Not giving a damn
About
The roots
The love
The beginning

Where did you come from?
Do you think 
A vacuum?

You are on the silk
Stuck struggling
In the construct
While the spider licks her lips
For the next meal.

Get that.

Arrange
Your
Breath
Like it is the last

I am grateful
For the next

Arrange
Your 
Heart
Like it is loving

I am grateful

Arrange
Your voice
Like it is mute

I am grateful

I walk my soul’s Estate
Barefoot

#napowrimo2019

#poetry

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