There

You don’t want to go
Anywhere —
The world makes you go
This body, that’s not you, makes you
Get up, out of the bed, move and stay awake
For so many hours

You have no interest —
In moving
From one place to another —
You find yourself
The exact same there — as you are here —

Unchanged, untouched
Unamused, unimproved
So why would you want to go
From here to there

The world makes you
It wants you
To be there

There
Same as here

It walks you with your feet — not your own —
To lay it all down
There