Vacant – Day 2

as a survivor you drag around this fluid pause

there is space between your bones and

cartilage closes gaps of arthritic laughter

the permanence of this temporary condition

has settled deep inside my fingertips and hipbones

and the juxtaposition of the latter in plums and kumquats

never quite explains the trite bucket-seat of the carnival ride

and the grasp we continue to lose on all of reality . . . as a survivor

© Grace Black

Welcome to the October Poetry Journey!


I’ve done this fanatic challenge before but this one’s worth a redo for sure!


Today is Day 2 of #OctPoWriMo  join me, 31 poems in 31 days. Do you dabble in word play as well? Let’s create 31 in 31!


Love and Ink,


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