mint

can't run
can't even surf

mouth of mine
creates distance

by saying
i can be anywhere

i can smile like a child
i can chill

ice packed under my armpit
numbing my ribs

i was hit by a truck
that isn't what hurts

falling feeling
when i know i should be falling

tried to live on the sun
but my poems melted

but i have a long ways to go
back to earth

back to face
disappearing from face

from my body warmth
leaving space