Give me your things
I’ll keep them safe for you
Pay me in the promise of emotional currency
I.O.U’s and hearts
And I’ll hold your things
With uncertainty but still I’ll do it
I’ll do it for you
Hold the key to this lock and come by when it suits you
Oh me?
Don’t worry about me, it doesn’t matter if I’m on the premises
You have the key, just go in
The light is to the left
I don’t matter, only the space I’ve made for you and your things
And a little extra room for the ghost of your presence
Right after the light to the left
You can pay me in empty promises and weighted expectations on the way out.
Emotional tourists pay double
So leave your currency inside me and get the lights on the way out.
Thank you for your business, first month only $1.
-August 2019
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