eat your omens

[rian101]

skittles were problematic candies;
whenever i'd pour them
into my hand, i'd get a pattern -
three reds,
three oranges,
three yellows.
or a handful of purple
and green.
or a royal flush.
or a full house.
even looking away in conversation,
there was always a pattern.
what did it mean?
i don't know. i never
did figure it out
and i had to stop wrapping
my brain around the meaning of candy.
now, i eat to disrupt order,
i eat the omens away
and things are easier.
if i kept at it, a plate of linguini
would surely harbor
the black madonna.