Unreal
ad-apt
ad-just
ad-here
womb to world
knees, toes, soles
the first time you bleed
and the grass is green
and the dirt is brown
and the shadow of someone
disappears
and there are bones in a box
and it’s too much for the mind
what with days
and a million moons
weddings and babies and balloons
and there are forms to fill
and forms to file
and you’re in
and you’re out
and the occupation
turns to weather
which way the wind
and what hurts when
falls and breaks
cataracts and canes
and it sums the same
less it happens
out-of-order
bones in a box
without length
and it’s too much
to contain
TL