When the sidewalk wants more
It takes me to my knees
Brings me to its level
Digs into my skin and asks for more

The sidewalk just wants to stop being lonely
And I empathize so heavily
I willingly wait and contemplate
If it is nice enough to bleed out here just to keep it company
Whisper assurances that it isn’t alone as my DNA marks it
Or is my survival okay to want
Am I allowed to get up and leave?