Drop it

At the school

where you can tease it

out of the slurring

my skin scraping

the lockers

like grated cheese

At the office

where you can trust it

will be lugged

long hours

to the top of the pile

of gold

you have laid claim to

At the door

where you can find it

in the pile

of old intentions

my heart 

like gum

stuck on the heel of your shoe

like you care

like you know

like you’re caught

like it’s hot

like I give one