I trip
over
myself daily
bump
into doorways
stumble
on the absence
of an actual anything and
find random bruises on myself
from stuff I run into.
I trip
over
my words too.
I collide
into them
or fall
through them
as they trip
over
each other.
They’re slippery
and either too big
or too small
for me to hold.
I reach for them
trying to grab
the letters
to rearrange them
so I can smash
them together
into sounds.
Instead,
I lose my balance reaching
and smack
my face
into a wall.