Under the Bridge

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Ensconced under the bridge in makeshift shelters of salvaged rusty metal
like rolling stones that gather no moss

No roots
Avoiding responsibility

Nearby moss appears as an innovator
attached to buttresses supporting the weight of the world above


The moss appears to
challenge the rust
to stay alive and avoid immobility


About justbrinkley

poetry, flash fiction, prompts from a southern granny who should have been a writer.
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