Yer Diamond Bird Drops Ninety-Nine Shits

You can move a human being

But still not move them.

They can feel all moved themselves

But not too far.

They won’t stay moved forever and

For some even the weather

Can move their we will

Be there to how could we not

Forsee their struggle clearly?

Mix, don’t change the pigments.

Colors are just figments

Of a mind plenty big enough

To move,

You go ahead…

You move around in.