Keeping

I couldn’t zip up my pants and walk out the door Ground floor the sleeper So much weaker, no, you are of importance like the Tims, the hat, and the shoes while rockin’ the wife beater Who’s the speaker if two become one Authentic mirroring like moon eclipse on sun Darkening the light towers leaving other ships Cold stranded forsaken If we should kiss forever, who would be clever to stay with the one lip, wrinkled and shaking? Why do I lay here breathing and taking in an individual Personality Holding the hips and arguing that it’s a technicality And you are special Because you are the hold I’ve never held before