luck.
this is maybe
the thing they say
or maybe
i just took a leap
and was rewarded
with luck.
a bit that i wish i could split
so i could escape this form
and you could escape yours
bones clacking
shivering in the cold
i am nothing more than
a pile of bones.
i am not food in my
roaring stomach.
i am not clean arms and short sleeves.
but i wish
with luck
i could get both.
i could get you
and everything else
that most people don't need luck
for.
-jb
