piano keys

like favorite piano keys-

untuned but pretty,

little hammers prick and play

at my metaphorical strings.

perhaps I'll still be able to

create a decent melody,

or maybe I'm just tragedy.

my only certainty is

that my fingers like the feel

of ivory keys

Worthless

As the sun sets over the cliche horizon

my fingers desperately grasp at the loss

of another of summer's fleeting days.

I've succeeded in failure; typical of my absent attainments.

Yes, I have done nothing with myself.

Why should you be surprised?

It's not like many do...

Patrick Miranda

clamors greedily at possessions

to realize no necessity

when i live with nothing but

contempt in my arms

I'll find glory

in your loving grace

if I

make my eyes windows

show my heart upon my sleeve

let the world see

that there's love free

for anyone but me

I will;I'll see