I asked a stranger once,
what is fortune?
is it the sands that
erased great alexander’s
cruel body?
or waking to find
a man whose golden eyes sing
the hymns of a simpler time,
the tiniest Midas sideshow?
and she looked at me,
breathed deeply and spoke,
fortune is the bargaining chip
of the broke.
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 11:08 AM UTC
I asked a stranger once,
what is fortune?
is it the sands that
erased great alexander’s
cruel body?
or waking to find
a man whose golden eyes sing
the hymns of a simpler time,
the tiniest Midas sideshow?
and she looked at me,
breathed deeply and spoke,
fortune is the bargaining chip
of the broke.
