gazing forward at the horizon
looking through to the other side
but I can't read the future
a knife scrapes down the length of my past
feels like I feel
feels like I fell
stuck to this in a telephone hell
I had ordered this
but what does destiny look like?
Does it wink at me?
knowing that my heart has ordered this
tired of looking through crackerjacks boxes
only to find plastic trinkets
and now this new thing
this rough new prize
like an item in a catalogue
and me awaiting it's arrival
even though I had held it in the store
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it does wink sometimes.
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