under the same sun,
one man’s trash is another
man’s treasure, merely
teetering on the sharpened
tip of circumstance, edge of wealth
.
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with any game, we
dive in without reading the rules –
a divination
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: divination
you and i are parked
on the corner of finished
and done, resorting
to old friendship fumes to wrap up
our departures extra neatly
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: resort
it takes some kind of
courage to
bake – there is no
reverse knob
on the oven
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: knob
one year later, you
say it doesn’t feel any
different than all the
other days, you still love the
same – and that is all that matters
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: matter
you plant butterfly
magnets around the house, ready
for some company
.
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