The Condiment

Image borrowed from trulyfool


The Condiment

Avoiding a curse is ritual.
Tossing salt over the shoulder.
It'll not happen, then,
that bad dreams come at you.

And for positives, one looks in the mirror
at moments of great confidence,
perhaps after a day
when separate compliments come:
You know so much. You're just so funny.

Not to mention a spark of a glance
that under other conditions
start long expeditions,
find new continents.

So, to looking into that mirror
for the Great One,
the hero to take you on the journey
into the possible, that you.

It's a finding that what's a prison
of one's own limitations
turns out to be a lucky number.

Pick the chair which makes you
invulnerable to table whispers,
sure that in the decorative tapers around,
you're royal in the glint.

Trulyfool

Posted over on his site Light at the End of the Tether
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