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Casey Nov 2018
you take the wheel
and i am scared
my lack of control
my shaking hands
help to steady me
please
Casey Nov 2018
holding on
my cliffside
rootvine
& intertwined
trembly hands,
white knuckles,
big plans
between breezes
& among honeysuckles
Casey Nov 2018
my clock slowed down
i watched it tick away
thinking of you being near
while you are someplace far away
Casey Aug 2018
when the dust all had settled
from sunrise you appeared
a memory from my past
a net of emotions finally released
they suspended my disbelief
my endless days of thinking
ended in one humid evening
this reunion like a blade's oven
the iron forge alit once more
and you grabbed my face
and brought it to yours
i
i

i smiled and held my breathe
cried like you had come back from the dead
until sooty ash was all that remained
until the fire dulled its searing heat
and became a weak fading ember
from my bed of flame i was ******
the bite of the atmosphere returned
as i took my next breath
quenched before the steam and hiss
tempered by my disappointments
and this endless summer of burning desire
ended one cool night
this reunion
Casey Jul 2018
things i found
things i bought
trinkets bound
with feelings i caught

keys from a car that hit a tree
name tags that all bear my name
a token of Love i got for free
a token from my favorite game

in my mind i am justified
perhaps a little too surely
that from my island's raging tide
these trinkets anchor me securely
Casey May 2018
life is a collection of days,                                       
a splitting headache and an ******
and baking under radioactive rays

life is feelings we have named,                              
obtuse arguments and a muscle spasm
bets we've lost and prizes we've claimed

life is all but to be dead,                                           
a spring loaded pinball mechanism
praying to god and imagining what he said

life is a hug and a kiss, everything's okay,           
a tormented soul crawling out of his chasm
blending black and white to make gray
Casey Jan 2018
vacant eyes in the dark
screaming cries at the park
dogs running into shadows
and never returning
the treeline flies up
the cold grass licks you
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