Ahem,

Hey, sometime
When you're possessing of your unabashed capacities
Would you tell me your life?
Because I saw it in you once as a fulcrum
Forces; pressing into lives and lifting up their eyes
A little nearer to the unknown skies
Where you seemed to spend your time
Gaining weight and eating heartily from the tree of life,
Drinking plentifully wine and levity from the divine?
Oh, anytime,
Would you spare a very heavy line?
Because we're a little passed balancing, here,
And you've been lying there supine
Working bedsores and attenuating and I'm sinking.
Resting in this life is fine,
For you,
But what you had I want to weigh on mine.