Saturday, January 1, 2011

Fortune Telling Kit for Amateur Welders

for Cathrin

Sunlight improves my brain function
by at least six hundred thousand percent.

You can get anything you want
if you pay for it. Or if it comes up

in your new year's eve fortune telling
kit. I haven't had a lot of time lately,

so I've been running my errands
in my dreams. Sometimes it's funny:

you think you'll die, and then you don't.
My fortune said I would go back

to Santa Fe and win the life
of someone else. Watch

the sun crown the Sangre de Cristos.
Listen to that wind.

1 comment:

Pryor-E said...

I love this poem. And I relate. Nice job.
Only I didn't get the title, but hey, it's your poem and your blog.
Thanks,