Like I said
it’s all in the
reckoning
in the way
your eyes close
at the thought
of a key unturned
by the mantlepiece
brought down
through fire of
unknown origin
swept away
between the barren
unknowable spaces
that drift
to where you can’t
remember
the last time
you opened your eyes
or if you did
when they made
a sound.
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Like I Said
Joshua Keiter 