Poem #20- A Wish


Pieces of lust remain,

dusted in springs of silence.

Maybe we’ll all fall down,

and presume the assumptions.

I found a fish,

and I named him Marvin

Marvin wants to be free.

He wants to live for something,

maybe he’ll remember me,

or not and just swim away.

I like when it gets dark,

the suns burning my time

the clouds are falling in line

Sigh, I guess it’s about time.

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About Damian Rucci

D.F. Rucci is a writer, blogger, and a musician from a small town in New Jersey. View all posts by Damian Rucci

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