17 | December | 2015 | Golden Star Poetry

and the added bonus is,
i don’t even have to open my eyes
to see it.

i curve and stretch like a piece of putty
there’s no turning back, i say
and i say it like i’m proud.
i don’t have to move
and yet I’m moving
i don’t have to speak,
and yet i’m speaking
i don’t have to be places,
and yet I’m going.
i can be anything.

you glide and swerve like an indiginous bird
that’s right, you say
and you say it like you’re right
you don’t have to move
and yet you’re moving
you don’t have to speak,
and yet you’re speaking.
you don’t have to be places
and yet you’re going.
you can be anything.

we can be anything.