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alwaystrying Sep 2014
key
it came into my hands and I waited
then I lost it in the sand
now I comb the coast each day
but it eludes me, mocks my meticulousness and pierces my soles
and my smile box gets emptier every day

a treasure chest without a key is like a ship without a wheel
alwaystrying Sep 2014
the toaster looked at me today so Jean popped up, surprise.
but Gabriel turned his head to watch a song on a Russian channel
I type in friend on the computer and it clicks back a response
how are you today?

everybody hides surprises, fleas in Doug's jacket
beer circles without coasters
one nut cracks, the whole lot shoots a load
you hold so tight, let go a bit.

which image do you hold so dear, it eclipses all else?
berries in a bog and dips in the road
I would never have thought you also had one
magic stripes don't match the stars in those eyes.
alwaystrying Sep 2014
september flies all saltyness
brand new digital photos in your **** getup
you didn't know I knew you'd come round, right

by this wheel
on that track
on your wing
you bring me into you without red penny promises
and I know you mean it, each time

when the surf takes hold, edge along the side
into the bluff and sea spray, hold my hand
I close my eyes and feel your fingers marry mine
over the cliff, those longheld things soon fly free
midnight brings it
closer
alwaystrying Sep 2014
and the eagle in flute skin makes no hazy bones
this awkward thing, it's like you have someone
bending metal traps, free feet in antiquated barbs
and know that I miss you more than you suspect.
alwaystrying Aug 2014
powder in a rush catches your eye, seems to be an issue
on a roller coasting *****, slipping in the mud
let's arrange a contest with our fans to see who's brighter
you love the limelight, yes you do

no more tea on trays, someone's ego got shinned in
they're on bitter stilts
rides dry up and curfews throw back some
silence is a great peacemaker, learn to schedule a good cry in the shower
alwaystrying Aug 2014
like no other day
pained to see this occur
why it's unworkable, I never know

oh please no
alwaystrying Aug 2014
through the use of some actions, you've made use of some of my organs
I don't complain
my third finger is claimed long ago by a band of gold
no complaint
your words etched in the wrinkles of my time
easy peasy
now with my legs encased in ice
can't walk

let me be, let me walk, let me breathe, let me be
Banksy said it best.
“When the time comes to leave, just walk away quietly and don't make any fuss.”
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