You might have to break the glass
but the window of opportunity
The wishing well had a silver bell.
I obeyed instructions carefully laid out,
wished my wish and watched my life being played out
on a forty inch, high definition, state of the art
not what I wished at all,
I rang the bell
I guess wishing wells are just a scam
hard earned money
from a man
it worked on me and
wish I hadn’t wished at all.
time for coffee.
© 2017, John Smallshaw.