i see you've got a life
here I've got mine too
fold them in together
wishes do come true
then soon but some say later
i saw my coin fall
ripple in the water
and wishes i wished i never wished
wished above all hope
gave too much away
the things that mattered most
not within myself
but crashing on your coast
hoping for the latter
the former never came
leaving spinning clay
all but only fame
so i picked at each stitch
with my teeth clenched grit
still catching on my shirt
i'm bare, cold out of wit
just naked, wet and wishing once again
that coin would wish toward
a less broken, barren end.