Someone starts telling you what's going wrong for them.
Something drops in you before they've finished.
That part is a reflex.
Feeling it was never up to you.
What comes after is.
Carrying it home. Turning it over at midnight.
Living in their situation like it has your name on it.
They're deep in something.
Climbing down doesn't lift anyone out.
It takes away the one pair of hands still on solid ground.
