Rainbow Connection: A Poem

I ride the heavy differently each day. A lighter version, a snack bite, feeling closer to free. To be me.

Then the others, are like a void without end, an ex-friend, whose touch is cold. I enfold like an accordion slinking down the stairs, no repairs, please go away. What a day.

I’ll be here. I promise not to budge. East to west, and when up feels down, or when light bends refracted from the ceiling. You’ll see.

Love, Me