SAVING GRASP
Sunshine fades
those days
become night
much too quickly
I will stand here
forever
gazing down the
troubled road
Waiting for
your outline
and the sound of
obscure 80s music
Playing along with
the memories
of us without
responsibilities
But the catcher
missed us
we eluded his
saving grasp
And we fell
into adulthood
and all the entrails
it entails
Landing on top
of a pile of to do's
we will never
ever
check off our list
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3 May 2018
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Doghaus