by John Grey
lime on the tongue
worm in the bottle
newspaper opened
in front of her
at the horoscope
of all places
nowhere
does it say
'you will get
horribly drunk
in some faux-Mexican bar
that calls itself
a cantina’
it merely reads
'today your luck
will change'
it's a week old newspaper
printed before her luck
changed back again
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