I take 26 letters and rearrange them
in as many ways as I can in hopes of
finally being able to describe the
ways in which I hurt and of course
the ways in which I love
(in that order)

I push these vowels and consonants
at other people in case their heart
is beating out the same unspoken rhythm
looking for the words to carry them home
and I could be the string that lead them there
(or just away from here)

I consume cleverly constructed sentences
like the childhood snack of raisins on celery
each bite filling me and warming me a bit more
keeping the coals stoked in the fire within
to the point where I feel I could survive on
(words and letters alone)

BB

 

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