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Fangoria and Croquet

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Poetry that never makes sense. These are all separate poems, however, some of them may portray similar ideas or feelings. Although it is not my intention for any of these poems to share themes, there may be some that share one specific detail, reima...

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Croquet

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by frankoreowhoreo

by frankoreowhoreo

It's the same today,

as was yesterday.

Turn my head away,

croquet croquet croquet.

Dipping, diving

sliding, rolling, hiding,

I slip, I fall, I glide,

Cold metal tapping my sides.

I speed through every turn,

I feel, I cry, I yearn,

for you to look my way,

dive with me,

try to be,

something that will stay,

the turns, the slides, the misses,

I roll through life ,

chipping, more, along the way,

I hide from light.

Croquet croquet croquet.