Found poem #1 Pebbles

Throwing pebbles of yesterday,
 at my swollen heart.
I toss away the bouquets.
all decayed.
Undeveloped memories.
Why do I desire them?
Dead like Autumn leaves.
Colors of the horizon.
Ravishing,
cardinals,
brass,
Eclipse.
Life is just a battle for bliss.

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