wishes rose
like cream to the top of my coffee
swirled
then the harley
pulled up. my fairy godmother
stepped off, her long gray hair
cascading down the back of her leather jacket
not what i pictured
she spat on the ground
and ambled into the diner
whisking out her wand
"you called?" she asked
i nodded eagerly
"well get on with it. tell me what you want."
her wand bent under the weight of my wishes
"world peace, the end of world hunger
a long vacation in Europe, a duplex by the sea
a better job and salary
a handsome prince just for me"
CRACK
"oh dear
have you got a spare wand?
can you grant my wishes
fairy godmother?" i asked
"give me a break honey"
she said
"i got a long ride and this is
the best i can do"
she stuffed four quarters into the jukebox
hit some buttons
then stumbled down the diner steps, waving
sighing i sipped my coffee
and listened to Springsteen
and don’t you know
i felt better
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