Push and other key

Something happens eventually

Nothing tied too perfectly

Contrast grabbed by land-poor sea

Harsh context and then peck

Hens again send dents

Write letters to self, well

No show or tell, or shell

Apparition risen, kick a Wiccan

Cold, glacial fables, carve table

Don’t know that voice – void

Take elevator annoyed

Destiny and scenes, just toys

Tire prints, concrete and coins