Lurking Curve

He said, "It's really complex."

I said, ". . . convex?"

"No--comPLEX."

Perplexing

Upside your head/my head

The upside is,

oh yeah, I learned:

I was careful what I wished for

But a crystal ball has

all those lurking curves

To turn you upside down

The worst enemy, I've found,

Is (me)eting your maker--again.

I wish

I could sink into the ocean

and swim into a tulip-shaped tide

I wish

I could remember to ride

the rhythm of the water

and keep the sand out of my eyes.

A grain of sand

will drive you blind.

Trade you an hourglass

for a crystal ball.

I wish.