Differently Abled

Say you swapped your body with the weather.
Say you could stay awake while doing this.
You’d finally gain a little control
Of the weather, at the price of losing
Control of your body altogether.

You could obsessively regulate rain,
Make days warmer with a little effort,
Or cover yourself in snowdrifts to sulk,
But pain or comfort would schedule themselves
With no regard to what you did at all.

Things would be different, but only on
A gradient reversed from what you’ve known—
With the most intense incapacity
Closest in, more input farther from home.