You Help
A Poem
Today putting my eyeshadow on It cracked and spilled into the sink and I thought about How you unfriended me
I cleaned up the mess Of wasted powder And went about my day
Figuring out how to balance Being alone with not being alone And feeling sad that we all just
Expect everyone to be perfect for us We demand exactness from each other I have been unfriended all week
Always by men, almost always by men Which is fine it’s a self sorting it’s selective It’s people who do not want to hear about themselves
It’s fine I walk around the block, twice I come back home, put on a face mask — yogurt and honey, berries, something else
I avoid the social media scene My couch, my island, the dog whisperer, my therapist And I guess in a way I expect perfection too
Everyone should always want to be aware of their harm Everyone should always want to learn to be better Everyone should always want to listen to those who say ouch
But we want bubbles and we want to do the least I watch my birds, I make a cake, life goes on indeed Oppression and harm go on, you help, but it is no longer any of my concern.
©Jenny Justice. All Rights Reserved.
Jenny Justice, Poet. Author of Love in the Time of Climate Change and Reveal. You can read more of her poetry at Justice Poetic. Sign up for her newsletter here.