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Blow the lash

off your finger,

Make a wish the

   universe can't handle,

It sticks to the tip,

Adhers to the skin,

It's not going anywhere,

   With that wish.

 I 

Knock on wood

   with your knuckle,

Ward off demons

   the world is fighting.

It bruises the fist

Dents the balsam,

Summon your own defense

   With that gesture.

Pinch the salt

   off the table,

Beg forgivness

   of the god's

Clumsiness noted

Of a chemical notation

Be sure you aim it

   Over your shoulder.

You wished for love from someone who loves.

You asked for health from a world gone mad.

You pray for protection from the arms of evil,

So you blow lashes to the sky,

Sound hollow taps on Formica encased wood 

And hope the salt,

Is truly

Salt.