we are a scrappy pair
we two
as we scratch and claw our way
from under this dung heap
into which society
shat us out.
you shred skin
as you shed convention
laboriously hefting
lifting you
from beneath the shadows.
I reinvent myself
rewriting the future
on the blunted nib
of frenetically wielded quill
revising me
into a long cool
draft of summer breeze.
we scrabble together a moment
amongst the endless scramble
a breath, a bite, a word.
deadlines loom
thunderheads gloom
your steadfast grip
lifting me
trembling rooftop helpmate
barefoot hammering
racing the clock
while a storm rolls in.
you find me cheeky
up here
skittish and determined
give an appreciative wink
at my disheveled skirted squat.
we giggle at hot footed dance
you secure my safe descent
lifting us
beyond the hectic humdrum
and I tuck this moment
sweaty and dusty
with my windblown locks
behind my ear
where I will hold it
dear
misterkaki 