Not The First Time
It was not the first time
she had such illusions.
It was the first, though
that she knew
that the cheap twinkle down
things of the star-ish points
were fake.
Real stars can't be grasped, you know. 
If it were the first time,
she'd of held those things
and awed.
But now, she just looks at them
and puts them in a Box.
They'll be stored with the other
useless garbage.
Hard Luck lies there
in those piles,
Maybe Brave Luck can
tear some meaning from it all.
It wouldn't be the first time.
JAL, 3-30-99
