Avoid the black cats
that cross your path
and walk in your way
Don’t go under ladders
or open umbrellas indoors
those will ruin your day
These are some of the things
*knock on wood*
that will change our luck
from bad to good
A ridiculous kid’s game
skipping over cracks
an age-old superstition
not to break our mother’s backs
Delicately pick up pieces of glass
from dozens of broken mirrors
your bad luck is imminent
multiply each by 7 years
Quickly throw over the shoulder
the spilt salt raining down upon the floor
then chant a dead loved one’s name
while brushing it out the door
Yellowed pages
ripping
at the seams
stuffed with dead 4-leaf clovers
A rusty horseshoe
hanging
by one nail
above a forgotten entrance
Tucked deep inside
a worn out pocket
three balding rabbit’s feet
and five copper pennies
Be very superstitious
it is Friday the 13th.
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