Are you looking for a sign?

Hard to make Beginnings

                             Sometimes

Takes courage and falterings

                   A hundred times.

Flickering flashing floundering

                  The muse flatlines

From too much zigzagging and reading

                    Between the lines.

Pleading, bleeding, conceding

                How many sometimes

Before succeeding…

                  Read the sign.

                   Again.

103. Why Did I Buy This Three Dollar Sign?

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Imagine if I hung this sign outside.
 Who would stop?
 Strangers? Friends?
 Would the sign slow down an angry world?
 Or rust?
 Would I serve what was needed?
Gourmet or comfort or soul food?
 Or would I, blinded by myself, 
miss their need?
It's unexpected. It's holy. 
Do I dare?