Somersault-Royal Canoe

Every day I fold my limbs in to bend my body Making a shape for the guests at my party I can't stop, I walk on my hands 'Til my arms give up and let me in Spin me like a top and I'll blur at the edges I'm digging deep, drilling down unattended I'll carve out a mold in the middle Of the hole hollowed out and settle in Lie down in the backseat Fumbling matches Slowly I'm leaking out Rise up with the smoke I held in my throat and Grow soft into a cloud I'm in a somersault I wantto learn to crawl I could stand to walk Before I run to fall I'm always up for a new position Prepping myself for the fall exhibition I scrub off the spots that I got Until I'm all alone inside my skin Look at me shining there down in the garden All of my sweat and all of my pardon I can't help staring at the dark Where my shadow gives up and I begin