Piano Interuptions

I don't want to be
your last.
Last minute.
Last resort.

I just want to get locked
outside your building
with you on sidewalk
with snowfall on knees.

For now,
I will close my eyes
and rest,
with crooked back.

For now,
your honey jaw
is the only law
I need.

I am blind
to everything
ya see,
broken but I already don't sleep.