Disability Four

Don’t get out of bed right now.
Pretend you can make the world
Come to you, bring what you need,

Pretend you can live at ease,
Metamorph in a pupa,
All the hard work to get here

Done, all the future trouble
Flying around, forgotten.
Let your parasite dine out

Inside your living substance.
At least you won’t have to go
Out to navigate the world.

All the language eating you
Will have all the work to do.