keep up

you know where we're going i don't. keep up i'll follow you until the moon sets. you're my best worst intentions. your fingers are soft rain when you pocket a watch  your fingers are callous tree knots you walk every step a balance beam and this i can do i can do weaves and wefts through crowds i can run the wire keep up. you pull me. up to the roof. i cant ever say i fell in love because i know how to stick a landing drop a rope hop a window slip a shadow slide an under table pick pocket a card any card mail it to me drop me a line you won't drop me but you might drop i might not come back we dont talk about that because if we dont it wont and you'll hop my fence and ill climb the cell tower and i wonder if the stars ever wish they could reach down