I could live inside out

I could live inside out

And upside down

I could easily

Take to the sky

My feet planted

Firmly in the clouds

I mourn what doesn’t bother

To rise and join me

In bitter free skies

Coiling around my every

Aching muscle and

Emerging through every urgent desire

Perhaps I’ve outgrown

Or overgrown or

You’ve grown weary

Unsure about what matters

But you’ve already begun

Falling through the cracks

You are threadbare

Line by line

You are hardly there