If you shed some, they seem
ridiculous but dear,like that paisley garment
you wore long ago. Spill
salt, toss some over
your left shoulder. Express
hope, knock on wood. Avoid
seams between sidewalk
blocks. Lucky underwear,
coin, pen, numbers? Soon
superstitions amass drifts
like snowflakes & your mind
gets stuck, so let a factual
sun melt some away. You'll
feel like you just moved
to a fresh new town. Until
you spill salt on the new table.
hans ostrom 2024
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