Lady Luck laughing:
“Pick a hand...any hand! ”

I pick the right.

Resting on her palm is
the tiniest little beginning.

I ask:
“What’s in the left? ”

But she refuses
to show me

smiles
hides

her hand behind her back
holds it high out of reach.

Finally I force her
to show me

& reluctantly she
shows me

opens her palm.

In it is

The End.

Dónall Dempsey

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