Saturday, April 23, 2016

POEM: "Chance"


She travels alot by air on business 
where the dial of luck is reset each time 

Infinity crashing infinity till infinity 
stacks on the last unsurprising possibility 

Shrivelled Shakespearean monkeys
there’s nothing can chance forever 

Croesus doubling his bets every game 
27 people in the same happy room

Two keep on sharing the same birthday
mad roads as slippery as a jetstream 

Might as well despise a white Ferrari
I always bet she gets home safe. 

© 2013 Rob Schackne

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