The Wellness Show
what do I do now that a me is a me
what do I do without a gimmick to rely on
my furniture is all suspended
I knock on my door to go back in time
some me lives in a made up picture
stuck to the floor in a room
I rearrange my legs on paper to find
something comfortable
I lift the lids off all my pots and pans
I am always waiting for something to boil over
I wrap each chair in toilet paper
my house only comes alive at night
what do I do when everything stays
suspended what do I do when I see you
on the big screen what do I do
when I see your pixels all suspended
I can never reach out for a kiss
what do I do with my hands
what do I do with my legs
what do I do with all this noncompliance