If – as it will – it will
Bring your arms to mine.
Fate has a line laid out for us,
Whatever fate stands in for,
And you may be another you from the
You I expect you to be,
But I will keep on placing my money
Under the glass,
Across the counter;
I’ll try not to squint too hopefully
At the corner-mounted TV,
And since there is pleasure in the gamble,
I won’t mind too much
If your arms never pay out.
22 October 2002
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