An Attempt to Enunciate

it’s hard to create 

when you cannot 

sep er ate

the feelings

stored away

in boxes tapped

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and the ones

that are bursting to

be seen,

be heard,

be shared.

 

it’s hard to create 

when you cannot

sep er ate 

the hurt in your heart

from the loss,

or the gluing 

your hands
have been

tasked with:

holding the pieces 

together,

papier-mâchéd 

botched, and bloated,

 

it’s hard to create 

when you cannot 

sep er ate 

the hands and 

the heart

from the love of creating 

in a time of destruction,

tearing through the lines

in the tapestry.

 

it’s hard to create

when you cannot 

sep er ate

a time where

you haven’t been around,

but… that is now.

it’s hard to create

when no matter how  

much you stumble,

no words can define 

the void the things i have

boxed up,

plastered over,

no words can define,

determine, 

emphasise,

how hard it is

to create

when you cannot

sep er ate