I Loathe Rain On A Monday Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Have you ever had a glitch
so unexpected like
a hair stuck to your tongue
a corn seeded in your foot
a lint in your belly button?

The inclination to tweeze
events that are gatecrashing
meticulously selected agenda

I ponder
if should I have just liberated
them to infiltrate
corrupt my blueprint

if what kind of a beautiful disaster
would I find myself bask
and if it could have been
a prequel to a sequel

I detest powerball- ing
because I get too involved
memorizing the rules
drafting destiny