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hold on.
hold onto what?

hold onto me, hold me,
when nothing else matters
because my arms are open 24/7
25/7 actually, even that extra hour
on the longest day of the year
because that's how special you are
(to me?  i guess.  but i never know
if i guess correctly or not)

"wait, did you say something important/poetic/meaningless?"
what.
"hold on a second, i'm busy."

well, i've never held onto a second;
time always slip through my fragile
fingertips.  never held onto an hour
either.  or an our.  a your?  fuck you
pronouns.  just hold onto something
(i'm a thing; hold me) hold me like a
second.  for a second.  instead?  you
hold me like a second-place trophy;
for a second-best, runner-up (no, i'm
walking down, head down, just down)

i told you i'd wait that extra hour for you,
but holding onto this second is too much
even for me.  sorry, but it's closing time.

it's none of yours, but i'm out of business.