tumble raze i found you on the brim of a hat that keeps my face from burning. i held that heavy denim bowl out the window and waited for the wind to take you. i didn't think you had any venom in your body. but i wasn't about to take that chance. after i thought you'd gone, you tickled the back of my hand with your eight gold legs. i made my mouth a funnel cloud and blew until you lost your footing. you set your anchor down on the outer layer of rolled-up passenger side glass. i watched you call on all your dexterity and daring to stay seated on a bull you didn't ask to ride. the longer you managed to beat the odds, the more important you became to me. you can make it, i said without opening my mouth. just don't let go. we were coming up on dacotah drive when you fell. and i felt something inside me sag and slip away. 230718 what's it to you? who go blather from