Dead fish are floating
you winyou win
painted roses on rusty tin
slipped off the radar long ago
rolling in autumn leaves
reaching out
your way to scream
your way to shout
you only made one mistake
should have left me behind the gate
but there was a moment
when we had it tight
under the stars
you told a story of tramps
in numbered sleeping bags
on our roof at night
there was a purity
bathed in a hue of light
then i sliced up my identity
cut up all your dolls
you sang to Mick Jagger
i crawled into a hole
it meant nothing really
only the end of the world
all that's left
rusty hearts on painted tin
the champagne has gone
the nail driven in
dead fish are floating
you win
you win
© Rik - 10/05/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-05-11 at 10:34
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