steps

Sometimes,
my legs get up and walk away
I reason with them
but they keep going..
I wish they would do this
when they see hills on the horizon
but they don't
they lag back in cafes and coffee houses
making me eat cakes..
and making me dance the incredibe..
without being embarassed..
as I trust them impeciably..
they've stood me well..
now when they kick in I can't fight it,
because I've learned that,
they know best,
as my brain can be dishonest
to my heart..it has an alteria motive
probably meletonin..