Acting Your Age

Under the above and above the below
A light dome glowing from the homes on the coast
Somehow each one makes their way back to it
And every year the reservoir fills up with fluid
Pathways, holes, and cords connect everyone
To each pair of lungs inflating under the sun
Warm airs shift back into ice ages
I go extinct and retrogress to simpler phases
With south being below us now
Up are mountains, moons and clouds
Someday, maybe act your age
Stand up straight
Know where and walk that way
Hold tight exposes what hides in high tide
For every right or wrong, there's right on the other side
Corn fields turn beige and into mazes
Planetary systems go through certain phases
First thing to slither up on the land was a fish
Walked to the forest to build cities with it
Retire in its incessant empire
Make and fight fires through trees weave wires
Into your house lies but just your mind
Mirroring in a lake like high lake pines
Some other day, maybe feel your age
Lay down in a grave, know where and
Step that way, know when and
Catch that wave, know why so
Lie awake
South being below us
Up are mountains, moons and clouds
Someday, maybe act your age
Stand up straight
Know where and walk that way