I know better

I know the answers

To the tests I’ve been failing

But the extra lessons I’ve been given

Showed me life adrift and sailing

A plan B set productively

Tailored for the tourist stranded

Who’s visit to the roundish planet

Began before they landed

So if seats are still available

If you find you feel inclined

You can take the shuttle if there’s space

Or stay, relax, unwind

The excuse was in the morning pudding

In the peaches and pineapple pie

Slight disgrace with my overall pace

But I still look them in the eye

On a quick tour with companions

I broke away from my pack

Fell into a turtle shell

Left spinning on my back

It might be wise to anticipate a twist

A mile to walk in tranquility

A consequential turning point

An exercise in fragility

Home is where my heart is

And neither can be defined

Lost it’s strings and no one sings

And alignment shifts rewind

I fear the fear of fear, I fear

From helpless to a nutshell

Each plastic thought recycled

Every taste and every smell

As reference and in pity

Met with a frangipani lei

For they know not what they do

No matter what they say