who?

Who is the person you want to be?
the shiny one the fat one
singing in the night flying through the forest
the sun dried toes with the apricot tongue
mildew nose with a 3-year-old son
pretty plump pink & purple
lime juice blood with a smile that swirls
down the drain around the corner
through the wall and off the ledge
free falling daintily while taking up space
weirdly quick but at an appropriate pace
Who do you want to be?
Who do you want to be?
Who do you want to be?
it’s under your arm i think

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