when

the gods

are listening

i take great care

prayers are not demands

just empty air that perhaps

can be filled with their poisoned gifts

so i pray for luck

not skill or strength or wisdom or joy

just luck

the turn of the die that cannot be denied

faster than death – braver than steel

a tiny curse that glows and breaks walls and sings the impossible into the tapestry

the unfair and the undeserved

just luck

i pray for luck