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