Lie in one place
your innards slosh.
Lie in one place
there is only one place.
Lie in one place
for 30 hours.
Lie in one place
arising expels banana.
Lie in one place
and it’s all right,
truly, except
the stars are trampolining.
Poems on the make or on the fly by Rachel McAlpine.
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