Jiggle

like a jiggle of boxed
lottery numbers
I pull out one
emotion at a time
for reflection…
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after a once over
It’s either “yea or nay”
thus pulling, accepting
rejecting…I adjust my
daily mood’s change…
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Russian roulette
times call for new
survival techniques
always a rebel…never one
for line toeing, I go for broke…
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nails bitten to bone
now ache in dullness
as lusterless eyes scan
skies for better than tepid
bright yolk sun gone missing..
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moon is clueless lurking
only when light burns out
stars being small potatoes
don’t count… perhaps I’d better
lend my dumbbells to dullard sun…
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Hope bides time around
kitty corners …always necking
with aplomb..patience being it’s middle
name as it’s aware time’s anaconda
shall ultimately swallow everyone
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