Day 22: #youarereal

  

You   have   a   body

carbon matter occupying space

you have a brain

fed by pulsing blood

you’re full of filters,

engines, valves;

you take in and put out.

Your skin still sparks,

I’d bet,

you drink your coffee,

hiccup unexpectedly;

you trip, you stub your toe;

you have mass,

solid, liquid

you are real.

you have a pair of grasping hands

whose fingers open

gateways into worlds

devoid of matter

in which

no one is

accountable

where all of us

are avatars

that keep what we let go

that live the lives we lie about 

whose hashtags tell

the best-intentioned fictions

yet

you     have     a     body.

#youarereal

No.

You are real.

Be that.