5/8/18

Your back.

The way it bends and aches. Hunched over me with care, and low hums

same way you’re hunched over your burdens with sighs and hard breath

No difference.

But still

you’re back.

You could just leave for us both

Your hands, correcting mine

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guiding me, to make up for the lack of direction everywhere else in your life.

Just lead. Take the wheel.

Because we’d be alright

over the canyon

We would drive all night

if the wheel was in your hands.

I can’t because I’m too tired.

Lead the both of us

Please.