Poetry

Countdown, 9 (358.)

Once again, I am asking myself
to roll the dice,
and it’s always
always
always scary,
but it’s also sort of exciting.
It could lead to something,
a place filled with lush greenery
reaching super hard for the sun,
just trying and succeeding
and thriving all at once,
this dice roll is actually the culmination
of a lot of work
to hedge these bets.
The work can pay off,
and hoo, if it does …
I’ll just feel pretty good, you know?

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