Careful - Fiction

Where is that hand?

The one that kept you moving along

Like a rational headed man

With a rational heart

And what’s this?

It’s like a can of heat

And if it blows up it will take you with it

And if it goes under it will drag you down

But if you hold it tight

It could make you happy

And all the cars would care about you

But you are not mechanical

And all the trees would laugh about it

But you are not invisible

Carefully dragging your feet

Where is that thought?

That perennial secret of yours

Well you’re keeping it hidden of course

But it’s never delivered

But what’s this?

It’s like a can of heat

And if it blows up it will take you with it

And if it goes under it’ll drag you down

But if you hold it tight

It could make you happy

And all the cars would care about you

But you are not mechanical

And all the trees would laugh about it

But you are not invisible

Carefully dragging your feet

Careful cares for you

When you reach the edge

You may not fall asleep