on life’s vast machine,
get a little dirt
and plant a little bean.
on life’s vast machine,
get a little dirt
and plant a little bean.
Perish the thought.
But on Friday 13
I do what I ought:
I offer a rabbit’s foot
good luck may it bring
matter of fact
you can have the whole thing.
These bottomless pits
eating machines
obliterate gardens
from lilies to beans.
I cannot imagine
sorrier truck
than this fluffy-tailed pestilence
brings any good luck.
Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.