Luck

No way. I know you, rabid foot.
You clobber for no relief, you do.

Hearse shoe, maybe.
Loitering ticket.
Leprecan't.

Look. I broke my body basically
when I pushed you, lady.
Frankly, I was down on you

but no gold pot shimmered
below the rainbow
after all the rain was through.

So I left (excerpt)

So I left
I told you I would leave
there was no reason for me to stay
the agreement was broken and when you break an agreement
well, it's broke, everything that held it together...broke
not just damaged but broke...
broke to the point where it can't be put back together again...broke
you know like Humpty Dumpty falling off the wall...remember him...
So yea, I left
and I told you I would leave
and now you want me to come back
because you're now beyond that mid-life crisis...
you've given up porn/x-box/x-girlfriend/recent marraige and pork
you are now older/wiser and awwww...lonely...
your words not mine...ok...hmmmmm...I say to that...
there's something very valuable in forgiveness...
I have forgiven you for letting me go and...
I have forgiven myself for dishonoring our agreement of sticking in there "no matter what"
but I would be remissed not to honor myself and quietly, zen-like, with a faint smile...
simply walk away from this one...
I told you...told you good and often that I would leave if...
well, we don't really need to revisit what happened when...do we? No...ohmmmmm....
shhhhhh...soooo...I left...

Shonnese C.L. Coleman
www.everflowingpoetics.info