Unlucky stars are in my sky
My fortune teller, she saw me and cried
– The Monkees
..
We were that
upside-down horseshoe
iron-clad
………….(alibi)
frown, broken
mirror; thirteenth Friday,
spilled shoulderless salt.
Rabbit’s foot already un
-lucky, at least for the
poor
rabbit.
..
Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 11.
The Monkees!! Lol!