Same Old Song and Dance

faded memories
broken records
scattered pieces
in public view

a dream
you keep
slipping back into
after every
toss and turn

forgetting about tomorrow
moved by the day

one wish
outrageous end
clocks lost
ticking
in your chest

at the bottom
on the top

in bloom
from the hardest
of hearts
hiding deeply
encased
in stone
far apart

ŠJ.D.C.IV 2019

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