I’ve Gotten Lucky I Haven’t Been Lucky

In a dorm room. In a hotel. In life, I suppose. In a bed of four-leaf clovers. At the end of a rainbow. Atop the contents of a pot of gold (Breaking Bad style). Never near a broken mirror. Never underneath a ladder. Never in front of a black cat witness. In the pile of shoulder-thrown salt. Near at least one rabbit's foot and at least a few ladybugs. By a horse with all four horseshoes. After breaking a wishbone. (I'm tired. I wished to not be so lucky.)