A Fall Day

Solid bricks beneath my feet,

Black hose snakes across my path,

Blue sky above.

Warm bricks beneath my cheek,

Leaves flutter across my lips,

Realization sets in.

Ripping pain through my arm,

Blue, black, and red,

Broken hand.

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