I want arms long enough to hug all my friends

the one who gardened, you let
the one who drove and go, you fly
the one who escaped, you had me
the one who ran to me, your here
the one who slept, you are enough
the one who raised hell, you brought it in
the one who ate the earth, you took me in
the one who gave, sit you
the one who stopped, you got me up
the one who gendered exceptionally, hiiii
the one who wouldn't, dare
the one who followed up, I'm floored
the one who 🥺🛣️🧙🏻⬛, you 🐌🌻💌⬜
the one who inked me, you hit the spot
the one who grew horns, you kept
the one who became me, you rest
"I call to task past lung breath go hug all my friends"
Finger puppets. With the Moon.
ride Bright, arms whip at 100kph
self check out, no one isn't bumping my arms
spin fire poi, satellites kept exploding
bathing, rains if I rinse my arms with clouds
stopped for breath 
giddy
I got what I wanted, future-me will understand
My arms once more form past breath, slipping as gloves off my body, to roll away together to crawl into trees and join, in a circle.

Lovely this. Runs, smoothly. Got me into a chair. Not many reads have done that.