Saturday, December 28, 2024

I Know My Name...



"What if" is a waste of precious time and space

It dims the lights of this vibrant place

What if every cell in my body changed?


I am the sail, the plank

The mast that breaks and gets replaced

I am remade, repaired, reshaped

But somehow, still the same

Even after every cell in my body changed

I know my name


Wave after wave, I'm more afraid

It's been a hard year, it's been a high tide

I can make it make sense, but my body decides

I keep telling myself again and again

It's been a hard year, healing takes time

Routine test results, I'm probably fine


(I know better)

(I know better)

But it doesn't really matter


My body decides

One part at a time


I am the sail, the plank

The mast that breaks and gets replaced

I am remade, repaired, reshaped

But somehow, still the same

Even after every cell in my body changed

I know my name

I know my name

I know my name

I know

~sleeping at last

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