you gave me sand beneath my feet,
and let me sink into this sanity.
falling down, hands on knees,
on ice, you let me slip.

the tip of my tongue was tied,
head turned the other direction
until the whiplash came to me,
snapping
in an instant, my neck
back into place.

i thought it cruel
(and i also thought i was wise)
but before the screeching stopped,
i thanked you.