I watch for the butterflies
Everywhere
I see them
Floating in air
Prophets to my eyes
They fly alone
Together
They drift
Come together
Die…
They show me the future
And that’s how I know
Where the chrysalis grows
And when it will hatch
Of Happiness
Or
Sadness
Just the same for my path

Many people rip on me for my “not-so-great” luck with Women.
But, jokes on them.

I’ve had some ***** before.

Until I had to get rid of them after I discovered I was allergic to felines.

"Oh just look on the bright side."
That's what my mother always told me...
Every time I reached in the pocket of my life
Hoping to find some change
But instead, pull out a grenade pin.
My mother always told me..
"To look on the bright side."
Sure! I usually thought.
Maybe my good luck
Might start with a boom!
Maybe my fantasies
Will come with a flash and fallout!
..Either way, I could be good or gone..
Because I took my mothers advice.
And looked for a bright side to a bomb.

i do as a ritual
or sometimes
have lost a wedding ring
intended for Blanca
but
yo soy
enchanter

1
2
3
4
5
6

each is part of a knucklebone
a divination of entrails
and all games
eternally
are fated to decide
nothing

If only I could get a date for once.

And no, don't be an ******* and show me a calendar,

Followed by the saying, "Here's 365 of them."

Because it's probably a leap year, *******.
That would make 366.

But I need a date that's better than all the dates you could find in a calendar.

I need a date where the two of us could just be ourselves.

A date where both of us could have the time of our lives.

I need a date that could literally save my life.

With that one special lady.

I need a date with Lady Luck.

Or does she go by "Destiny" now?

No matter what they say
When I walk away
Only slightly scathed
You can call me lucky

When the scabs on my heart
Finally heal and chip off
And consumption’s cough
No longer bleeds
You can call me lucky

When the darkness
That others seeded
Never succeeded
And I manage to still be
A kind hearted me
You can call me lucky

Cause I live and I write
Still got a job
I am still alive
I say with a smile
I am a lucky *******

Nothing can last forever,
Not even the greatest improvement
achieved and done whatsoever.
Great bodies and reputations are a phase and
happiness is for a day,
looking at others who have
what I lost
is the stir of
the fray.