Fortune
Leslie Harrison
And our hearts like whirlybirds like paper fortune tellers
open close one way another pick a number a creature
pick a color the paper comes together then almost apart
inside each count past each color some dark some bright
future is written you’ll be happy be loved go missing
die young count out the red eleven the yellow seventeen
the paper snaps like a flag a valve like the breast of a bird
pull hard make a wish pick luck spell out daisy rose spell
clover choose the cat the flying fish the bear make a promise
make another clatter the paper unfold the flap here in this city
you will love again the drowning man and then one day
you’ll simply stop here in this city you’ll love for a time
the man who practices murder studies slaughter the man
who can kill you easily the only man you’ve ever been
sure never will
