She's trying to be more... honest. They say it takes a lot of digging and a lot of courage and a lot of vulnerability. And she's trying.
we lie
here
spent and conquered
but never in defeat, instead
in a state of perpetual rest;
kinetic
sleepy, how
we remain, under skies
unmoving and
standing still
under shade or feather
the chance to go
deciding
not
(yet) or ever.
inertia
will come when it
so pleases, so
until you
force me,
push pull negate me,
we will be
static
orbiting around
stability
we pick off
of clouds
and passing
weeks.