I avoid walking
under ladders
and will skid
out of the path
of a black cat.
I knock on wood
and scratch
the interior ceiling
of any car I'm in
when going through a
yellow light.
If the car radio
is playing “Respect”
by Aretha Franklin
I shut it off
because it was playing
when I was in
that car crash
back in 1985.
I don’t have
lucky lotto numbers,
but I do have
a lucky number -
anything that isn’t
13.
If I spill the salt
I sweep it up and
throw it
over my shoulder
and I always pick
my wife’s handbag
up off the floor,
so she’ll never be poor.
I always take tests
with freshly sharpened pencils
so I am using pencil points
that never made
an error.
And whenever
I have to do a
Power Point presentation
for the
Board of Trustees,
I attach and it send
to 3 different
email accounts
always with the memo line
JIC (Just In Case),
and bring the presentation
on two separate
flash drives.
And every Friday
I wish my wife
“Happy Anniversary”
mostly out of love
but a little bit
out of fear
of what’ll happen if
I forget,
because
you can’t be
too careful.
So right.
ReplyDeleteI never set foot outside today.
All the more time to write poetry :-)
Shoes on the table is another no-no. Not that we ever do. But now I know why we are poor.
;)
ReplyDeleteLove this. I don't have a superstitious bone in my body, but boy do I relate to the song one.
That's funny...and almost a complete opposite of the poem I wrote, haha. You manage to avoid the "bad luck" while it seems to come looking for me. Good luck with that. :D
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