Pockets

Big fish, little fish
such a sudden wish
dribbling from the bottom
of such parched lips

One day, two days
three ways the game is played
sinking with sand castles
that rest on the cracks

Small rock, big rock
the iron gate is locked
rusted over while knights
in armor stand saluting

One trick, two tricks
the radio releases the hits
a true tribute to the lost
treasures hidden in our pockets