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Jig Saw
larrylark

Always journeyed out along the cracks,
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staring from their shadow at my burning boats.
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Steep serrated edges can’t be climbed.
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Searched for signs among dust and crumbling flecks.
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Hear me whining, bottom left hand corner.
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Gazed down its cardboard canyons to misused time,
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bigger picture mothballed into dreams.
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Always overdrawn, currency ill spent,
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inertia’s wild schemes indent the jigsaw’s depths
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Never strayed while yearning to escape,
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each piece builds a tomb till it’s too late.
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Soon to be completed, yet I’m way behind the clock.
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Tumbling through a dark abyss,
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my jigsaw pieces, whisked back inside the box.
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27 Mar 07

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nice.
 — listen

Dear Listen


Nice is close to paradise


Larry if paradise were half as nice Lark
 — larrylark

This has excellent

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 — psychofemale

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