Wish

I had a wish to be inspired,

To clutch it in my hands.

But when my luck acknowledged me

I fumbled to despair.

 

I had a wish to be renewed;

To shine like glimmering gold.

But to my desire, so defeated

I couldn’t clean the dust.

 

I had a wish to be loved;

To wade within its depths.

But luck turned it’s head and laughed

I saw him pull the plug.

 

I had a wish to be determined;

To get there safe and quick.

But then, when I began to run

My legs were hard as lead.

 

I had a wish to give it up;

To end my futile desires.

But when I cast it in the pit,

It rose above my head.

Lovely

Good grief.

There’s such a thing

I have it everyday.

 

I mourn my being

With a grin

Such entities give way.

 

They say we are

Afraid of death,

Yet I am an exception.

 

I anticipate

My final breath

A lovely predilection.