movement

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and here you are living

despite it all 

• rupi kaur 

 

a weak heart beating in spite of itself.

the sun rising in spite of itself.

 

suddenly there is gratefulness 

in the way you paint your mouth 

in the bathroom mirror.

 

suddenly music has grown 

hands

feet

tongue

movement 

a new necessity

 

loud, louder, drown everything.

 

the hours present like 

ocean waves in your chest

 

breathlessness to appreciation

of silver moon on silver water.

 

the irony lies in the excited chatter of 

birds outside your bedroom window,

their days fuller than yours.

 

your second son kicks you awake 

reminds you of the way your body moves

 

even when you can’t bear the thought of it.