Washers and dryers
Sit idle as he tumbles
Into Keller’s arms
Hand bones are fragile
Break along with arms and legs
Not to mention heart.
Supply room closet
Watching him work and waiting
No one will suspect
The stroke of midnight
Lips meet, two come together
All is forgiven
Nights bring memories
Of the one so far away
Who could give this up
Hearing Sister’s words
Heartbeat thrums in triple time
Keller’s coming back
Reaction to Chris
Seems to be enough these days
To be their downfall