en-light-en-ment

I hold the pigment of my skin

in a cup bowled

and full

 

the rain subsides

      and I am clean

 

there is room for words

and wallpapered

       windows of drought

(seeking) see-ing

en-light-en-ment

     (the art of not giving a shit)

 

breathe once

breathe once

 

sip and sound the rounded cup

I am full

     the rain ends

 

I hold my skin

all color absent

   and I breathe once

         abstaining from all graces

 

breath-e

 

     once more in faith I write

on the walls standing

beside me

 

I am clean

   and the sound of rain

follows

 

bkmackenzie

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