I am on the edge of glory
I am on the edge of something
The only thing between it and I
Would be my fears, projected
Getting my footing on
A new way of being
Wrinkle in time
Like a wrinkle in my bedsheets
Layers upon layers of love
Laced in between them, my body
Pure and light as day
I love my feet
From the ball to the heel
Arch to the ankle
To the soles the ground feels
All my beautiful toes
With their strong little bones
This planet’s going through changes
Across all time and distance
And soon the sum of the
Change in your pocket