That the third element of the periodic table is what can untangle an angled mind.
is that the force in the world is the force in you.
and that it all comes down
to the basics.
you keep telling me it’s just my big heart
and me being humble
but this becomes a curse
when you can’t stop yourself from hurting
i’m constantly told that i feel this way because of my big heart. it hurts because of my big heart. when does having a big heart turn into a curse? when everything hurts you
this is not a

poem.

this is a

prayer.

oh.

my.

god.


PLEASE.


Amen.
This
Body.

This humanly.
Thing.
It keeps me settled.
In a skin
too tight.
Or is it  simply
Too big?

This thing that takes me through the world.
When i rather
hover over it.
or fly.  

This thing that
Relays information.
I can never
understand.  

I try to make it
understand too.
In miscommunications
It never understands.

This body is a home
i haven't
moved into.
Where i know this is my place.  
But cant unpack my bags.

And its taking
twenty years.
To only
settle in.
Tell someone often enough to shut UP
they will

shut
        d
           o
             w
                n.
We move in and out of our
Best and worst places

Hopefully, more graciously

So though it’s not different
It is.
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