Tie your tether on (the knot keeps slipping out)
Eyes wide, breathe deep, blood flow, push through
Expand to keep, contract & rue
Pools round your feet, eyes with circles

You were a sweet pursuit held fast with city roots
Neglected by the chute, our gaze is rendered mute

Feel a tender warmth & numbness
Blissfully detached from all this
Noise & dust from absent makers
Made beds to sleep with forsakers

These words are not mine, I just put them in a line
& hang them down like vines, all letters dry with time
Use them for little white lies, clearer in sheltered sighs
With clumsy hopeful tries, they help make you your size

Thanks to razvan