If you would ask me if I’m naked, I would have to say yes,
If you would ask if I am full, then it’s a no.
I’m not enough to make a shadow.
Even the sun won’t look at me, he’s disappointed,
Water won’t splash for me, the ripples aren’tt worth it.
I carry no weight or substance.

If I don’t carry you.
If I am not in you.

You, you underneath my feet, the reinforced concrete,
The strong refining heat, transforming obsolete,
In the driver’s seat, reversing incomplete,
Making my ends meet. Oh you carry. me.