Hold This World Poem by Maya Hanson

The world's worn you down
so I want to be sharp as anything
You ride the tip of every miracle I pray for

I've told a million of these stories
sometimes it feels like obsession
but I think I'm just deathly afraid

Leave me stranded like a car wreck, smash
all the picture frames I've balanced on your head
you've never been strong enough anyway as
this city's clocktower weighs like whispers on my shoulders

I would place weight on your palms like lightning
and walk out of my skin, show you my thunder
but I know if I did there would be no more unspoken poems in the spot next to you,
you've never been strong enough anyway

I can be sharp as anything
if you want me to be,
take a turn holding this world
and it might show you a sliver of skyline.