You Never Know
“I’m back in school,” I say.
“That’s great, honey!” –
As if a cloud turns silver.
“Improving yourself,
You never know…”
“Ain’t that the truth.”
“Ain’t?”
“Life.”
What do they expect?
Miracles? Tongues?
I drink fizz for lunch
In the solid world.
Thinking…
If I had wings,
Would I be an angel?
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