have to play.
like flowers on concrete,
walls get in
the way.
rules to be broken,
or broken by rules.
real or a token,
we don't learn this
in school.
like flowers on concrete,
rooted in shaky earth.
buffeted by storms,
more than a lifetime's
worth.
trying to climb
on surfaces hostile
and cold,
listening or not
to what we
were/are told.
like flowers on concrete,
where warm does not go.
this is where we are and
how are we expected
to grow.
photo taken in transit
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