Poem Twenty-One

Strange Fortunes

April 21, 2013

 

You will see yourself clearly in an elevator with mirrors

You will arrive in heaven and discover there has been a change of address; instead you have been assigned to doggie heaven and will wield a pooper scooper for all of eternity

You will meet a tall dark stranger who will turn out to be your current spouse because you’ve misplaced your glasses

Your first novel will be a roaring bestseller; unfortunately you will be dead at the time and your relatives will profit profusely

 

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