you catch my eye

a bird takes flight

a light flips on by switch

you steal my heart

a New Year starts

a gambling man gets rich

—

our lips meet

the cold retreats

a baby comes to be

we hold on tight

day shifts to night

a wave returns to sea

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a keyboard clicks

a cuckoo ticks

your heart begins to wane

as lightning flares

a tightrope tears

and nothing is the same

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a star falls

a car stalls

you turn your back on me

my throat clumps

a lost man jumps

and just like that, I’m free

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The first of (hopefully) many pieces inspired by 642 Things to Write About.