Word Play Wednesday: Space – a Poem by Biyai Garricks

Welcome to Word Play Wednesday!
Word Play Wednesday is a feature of written and spoken word poetry. I will be sharing my written and spoken word poems in addition to poems by other wonderful Poets both past and present. If you are interested in sharing some of your poetry, feel free to buzz me and we can work something out.

I hope that you enjoy reading and listening to our thoughts, feelings and rants and in many ways relate to some of them.
Enjoy!

This week I will be sharing a poem I recently wrote . I hope you like it.

Space

You make plans like,

a perfect model

on an architect’s board.

Ready for the client.

Never thinking to ask,

If this is what I want.

You’re taking up space.

You call on me like,

church bells ringing

at 6am reminding me,

It’s time for Mass.

Time for sex

only when you want it.

You’re taking up space.

You talk to me me like,

Loud music

in a crowded night club.

My words are drowned

in the ocean of yours.

Never heard.

You’re taking up space.

You don’t talk to me like,

They say,

silence is the best answer

for a fool or maybe,

it’s because I spoke up

this time.

Now, I’m taking up space.

-Biyai Garricks


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