Lucky

Twinkling lights who beckon nights,

sunsets that yearn, fetch faraway places,

dirty rags, jet lags, and molten steels

rabbit’s feet, freak accidents and pairs of aces,

Or footsteps on banana peels.

Luck may leave, its favor fleeting,

Finicky fate weave a canceled meeting.

Games of chance, their questions leading

Cannibals dance, their drums beating.

Who feeding on flesh and shouting warnings

Drop a coin with girded loin, hearing fortunes,

They wish for brighter clearer mornings.

Truest treasures, tell gripping tales

of sinewed sailors strapping sails.

Stripped wood and bent nails,

Dutiful dogs, trapped, strapped to rails.

Bodies stretched to point of breaking

Spilling slop and muck-raking

Black sea, foam boiling, dust caking.

Muscles rip, snap bending bones,

Whose blood is spilled so far from home??

With sharpened skills on whetting stones,

Soothing whispers dulcet toned.

Hulls breach from water’s reach.

Timbers break, send to dark below.

Bottle washed up on an empty beach,

a love letter to its fate bestow.