Harm's Way

Well worn volume of vintage erotica

Found jammed in the back panel

Of a second hand victrola

Braced against the weight now

Of a duller cosmic accident

While we are smoking out the window

Of your friend's uptown apartment

You said if you leave the door open a crack

Something could rush through

And put you on your back

Harm's way

We're in it

Knowing that we're moving

But feeling like a passenger

There are places that we went to

That I'm not sure we meant to

Another bar to be in

Other people on the internet

Something's creeping up behind you

But you're not sure what it is yet

Not short and sharp

But subtle and sustained

Not glamorous but easy to maintain

Harm's way

We're in it