Mixed Roses

venturing forth into the day’s prose

finding footholds in the cracks

clouds contain the sirens sound

bouncing against the hill and back

aches and hopes fill joints to bursting

until each moment gives up what it lacks

find the joys hidden throughout the day

then hit the road home, jack

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