hit me.

letters jumble all over this page

like someone spilled their alphabet soup

and I just lucked in to

a turn of phrase.

Pulling shreds of everything

surrounding me

into shared experience

that I can begin to carve

into this single sheet of tree,

which proves more difficult

when my thoughts are

left to wander

tiptoeing around

my fingers dancing in her hair,

letting go of the moment

everything speeding by

like a blur as we careen closer to that moment

when words are

said

or

written

that change this course

this direction

forever…

Destiny won’t hear of it

because she holds

all the cards

and Fate

behind mirrored shades

doesn’t flinch

as she calls my bluff.