Not For Climbing

Riding the elevator down,
I'm looking at my keys.
Grasping for something solid.
And the clip that keeps them attached
say not for climbing.
It says, if I trust that clip to hold my weight...
the company is not responsible for the damage.
You're not for climbing.
And I wish I had known that before I clipped you to my belt.
When I was thinking you looked like protection and fun.
Some disclaimer tattooed on your skin.
Warning of the dangers of falling.
Then maybe there would be more than
air beneath my feet.