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Hoping against a cloverleaf
some days
you're a hunter in the dark
& dreams will-o-wisp.

some nights
you swim in a gall bladder
craving the sweet thumbed thrill of motion

yet happiness is still,
an off-beat memory tombed
in the future while
the world, statuesque, moves on.

your path is a needle's eye
but "it's the right thing to do,
child of creation.” call it bravery
to lay there godsent
& consider possibilities
with a cloverleaf on its backside.

© I.K Inyang