The freezing cold,
the imminent
sleep left me daft
and reeling
Three-legged or
two (or one
at it's end, we
teeter and
fall off of curbs);
I hold you like
a sinking raft.
Warmth: was it wrong;
is it wrong?
What do you think
about things;
I don't think I've
told you any-
thing true yet;
Don't think:
Just try to have
a good time.
But all this heat
seems so wrong:
When we run the
three-legged race.
