imagination is
imagination is
often built on
the castoffs we
scout for on
the streets –
one or two kicks
away from full-
fledged street
football, three
to four sign
posts into a
race –
but even the best
of us will
rust, like the scrap
metal we collect
just because
someone imagined
it was once shiny
.
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This is a beautiful poem.
a tad desolate, no? (smile) thank you, J.