Life’s Lottery

A thousand million

chances, and this I picked.

Life’s lottery I call it:

themes, variations, dicey rolls,

rollicking fun, missteps, with a subsequent,

resultant, discombobulation of limbs,

limbos of fragmented ideas.

On this street we go

both ways at once:

time the one, memory the other,

picking up the pieces, trying it again, and again.

One more time and I’ll stop.