Writers Jam

i stare at you as you try to hold yourself together
the shine on my arms fascinates you
and now you’re looking at me with plea

i cannot untie the knot sitting in your chest,
i can only hope you make some space for air

falling on the cold floor, now you’re hugging it
you’re wishing for a different ending but you’re unmoving
the world revolves in your eyes but you no more try to capture it

having me spin, staying attuned to my shine
is the only kindness you allow yourself

the floor is freezing you to death
and so am i

but i refuse to turn you off
at least the cold has its arms around me