I sit here and wonder
how does my good luck grow
soft and slowly around me?
I don't recall planting
a luck seed in the moist dirt
of a slip *** weathered with age.
My siblings feel battle fallout
from Zeus and Hades
hurling nearby bolts of catastrophe.
Mishap, misadventure, and calamity
do you lurk around the next bend
as I tread on a fair weather journey?
Life is unfair.
Brother and sister meek, what do you
inherit, the earth or misfortune?
I sit here and wonder
how does my good luck grow
soft and slowly around me?
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
I sit here and wonder
how does my good luck grow
soft and slowly around me?
I don't recall planting
a luck seed in the moist dirt
of a slip *** weathered with age.
My siblings feel battle fallout
from Zeus and Hades
hurling nearby bolts of catastrophe.
Mishap, misadventure, and calamity
do you lurk around the next bend
as I tread on a fair weather journey?
Life is unfair.
Brother and sister meek, what do you
inherit, the earth or misfortune?
I sit here and wonder
how does my good luck grow
soft and slowly around me?
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