I Stroke Luck Downwards

By Caitlin Hall

I Stroke Luck Downwards

I see luck and stroke it downwards

Stroke it away from me

See it grow and die

The contractions of envy

its vivid alcoholic dream

give birth to a slow smiling child

Whose possibility I could hold forever

 

And maybe I never tell you

why the grip has tightened

why the crib is gilded and guilted

This is the upshot

My eyes! 

Anyway

I kiss luck away

on the back of the head

Spark luck watch it empty

and gloss over me

 

Caitlin Hall is a poet and short story writer. She has recently been writing about delight, disappointment, enjoying things too much and hardly at all.

 
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