Gung Hay Fat Choy

I know he wants me to send him love

but all I got are fortune cookie sayings

on this snowy Montreal morning.

Last night I drove from grocery to grocery store

when others were watching prime time

cursing about this or that

until that tiny box of fortune

was pointed out to me

like a winning lottery.

Then  I landed in bed

edited in the nude

locked the windows and doors

played Bobcaygeon

for light inspiration

and I thought how no matter

how many times

I would see his face

it could never be enough,

but others await my class,

alarm had flutes,

tangerine dreams of green tea

oranges, firecrackers, incense

zen music, tai chi exercises,

tea party in my world

but at seven tonight and seven tomorrow

my Osheaga friends meet again

to go back in time

while this afternoon

at half past three

ultrasounds  mark

lies or truths

like the check-marks

I give every day.

I had being stuck in checkmate

I hate to skate

but he knows all the right moves

and all the right tunes

to start over

day

after

day.

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6 comments

  1. Geo Sans · February 20, 2015

    luckiest longest noodle
    ~
    beliefs rooted
    in ancient
    superstitions

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · February 20, 2015

      Thank you for your thoughtful poetic comments! xx

      Like

  2. meo..... laura · February 20, 2015

    beautiful discover your blog
    thanks for accepting my invitation christina.

    marcello

    Liked by 1 person

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