Why is it
That the one
Thing that you
Never asked happened
To be the
One thing the
Lynchpin holding everything
Else together snuggly
And then during
The rumble and
Rattle of us
It slipped out
On some dusty
Country road careening
You in one
Direction and me
In the other
Unable to find
That damned pin
We simply stare
At each other
Wondering how do
We ever get
Back to the
Place we were
