when i first met you
you were part my attempt at decency.
i woke up this morning with
too little cognition.
what had run from us last night
that we had found?
how are these privileges
the glue that holds us down?
i somehow cannot catch my breath today.
it is sticky outside.
you might make me stagger.
i need some validation.
to coerce my actions
and i don't know
what call to place.