change into the wishing
well at the national park.
i hear the splash and wait.
i wait an hour,
two hours. i go get lunch
and come back.
still nothing.
zippo. this well can't handle
one lousy wish.
did my wish come true,
hell no.
i look around
for a park ranger to make
my complaint.
he laughs at me.
i tell him you need to take
that sign off the well,
this is a rip off.
i'm going down there to get
my money back.
do you have any rope?
it's false advertising.
let me see some id, mister,
he tells me as he calls for back up
on his crackling
shoulder phone.
maybe your wish was stupid,
he yells at me,
as i start to run.
zigzagging through the trees.
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