can't walk
don't want to
maybe this isn't my planet
maybe this isn't my skin
where do the rainbows go
when the rain fades
the moon waves goodbye
and morning birds
wake me with their "tweet-tweet"
if i could feel my feet
i could tell them what to do
my brain is almost there
the body will follow
clouds move fast
too fast
too loopy to begin to
recall
all that has
brought me here
lupa can wait
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