I never used to like definitely maybes but I'm about to walk off the edge of my Earth slowly, two steps forward, one step back and all I can think of is indefinite outcomes he is the only instance where YES tumbles out of my mouth tripping over my teeth and falling on his tongue but even then my map is creased in all the wrong places and never folds back to a functioning square we link fingers and run with steps lacking synchronicity I sometimes jump when he lands he screams when I want to whisper and I often want to go left at his right and I will, one day soon when I get the courage to unfold his kind of clammy hands from my shaky fist