Surefooted Failures

Remember when the water line burst
in December and covered our street
with a thick sheet of ice, it happens
to be a hill we live on and each morning
was more treacherous than the one before
but mostly,

do you remember how hard we laughed,
laying rugs down across the sidewalk
holding onto ice branches hanging low
like hands from older brothers helping
us stay steady,

i guess the truth is that we are mistakes
bursting pipes, inconveniences just waiting
something like obscenities in steam rising
from our mouths as we hold hands and slide
downhill, our lives

are simply spirling out of control
but we were handpicked to be together
like making it day to day, barely but eyes locked
so we might as well fall and find our footing
come spring,
yeah
let's just wait
until the end of everything,

that's when we'll be steady.