Rhythm and Intuition.

f a t e .

i just met f a t e and she’s totally cool down to earth chick with a hip attitude icy blue telescopes poking from her olive skin she reminded me a lot of gabriela from our short days of long distance relations as she was hesitant to share with me the h between the arm of her t and arch of her e but when she did the rest came clear as she popped me with an r in the rear and said mom told me you weren’t so bad yourself. i was ‘standing still in motion.’

then i knew.

i was ‘moving on the madness.’ without the help of my math classes english lit exams and all the studying of ‘gillian’s’ word turning and twisting that the wheel was fortunate when the vowels were already on the board and the game of hangman left two blank spaces like the gaps in her lower front teeth i finally meet her and confront the h/r additions/missing in her name becoming familiar with my unfailing f a t e in the family.