Fast

Love holds us, which is
The way we have of saying
How hard we hold each other

In this tiny space called time,
The hairpin curve, the exact
Goodbye that Einstein

Could never see, never
Forgive. What I'm gonna do,
The toddler asks as answer.

This is how it's gonna go.
Dinner after the nap that never
Happens. I don't need my sleep.

I'm tying your shoelace. I
Don't need sleep. I'm not
Gonna miss anything. Me,

I'm gonna hold fast. Don't worry,
I'm not untying. I'm bored.
You have to be just like that.