i have a purpose and it is not to sit unmoving it is not to stand unspeaking it is not to breathe unthinking about the when the how the why

i have a purpose and it is not to count steps and lines and words and pennies it is not to wait for rain wait for sun wait for meetings wait for 5pm to come

i have a purpose and it is not to forget where i came from it is not to remember the time when i when you when things were all ripped and torn it is not blank pages

i have a purpose and it is not to empty or fill a room it is not all bright all dark no inbetween it is not cutting my hair and suddenly its new its not about everything being shiny

i have a purpose and it is not to moan in the laughing it is not to break apart at the seams of double-stitching