Mukhwas

My toothbrush sits in my cabinet all pink and pretty 

I brush my teeth too hard, 3-4 times a day until my gums are bleeding and im retching

I work tirelessly day and night and when my body starts to shut down, i remain sleepless because my brain demands all my remains 

I talk to it about what the world made of me and what i wish to make of the world 

With all that i have and all that i dont ,

I tell it I dream to be remembered and wish to be forgotten,

As those thoughts try to make their way out of me, I throw a bandaid on the claw marks it leaves and seize another day 

I brush my teeth once again for there is still so much left to listen of the world and so much to whisper back to it