‘Silver coins’

‘silver coins’

And if I hadn’t walked through the frame?

Where would I be?

But I did

and if I didn’t?

It wouldn’t matter

Silver coins in my pockets I climbed the stairs

On all fours, your room was small and your voice timid

That was months ago

I’m so lovesick

Now I lie in my stiff bed, the air is frigid

What is my limit for despair?

Sifting through troubled waves of racing brain shivers

I grabbed the cold keys and heard the silver coins clacking

They’re bigger than ever

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into the

pale sand

A sickly green blunt shoved into my hand

Burning buds stain the air

the moon and her melodies sing down on me

Still

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The water is cool, the water is cold

Night creeped in from around the corner

It fell so hard and my side is hurting

Waves are jumping, silver coins are wet now

I believed that life was alright

Then the water washed away my blunt