Bridges

Could've happened to anyone
But it happened to me
Just keep the
pacing.

I'm done with bridges and I'm
crossed
left at a fork in the road
so I'll think for a second
or two.

Could've happened to anyone
But it happened to me

Could have drawn straws but it
would've been a
lost cause
Always with the hands
and the dipping of fingers
In the basket when we're not
noticing.

Shaking hands at dusk
We're facing a moral pause
We all hold our breath as
We bleed

Now look how it ends up
Heavy breathing
Passing away like a
leaf
on the breeze.