I Don’t Point at Rainbows

There’s just a touch that
tells me if I don’t tighten
the lid on this jar, my taxi
driver today will be a rapist.

There’s just a touch that
tells me if I don’t line up the
TV remote, mobile, two pens
and a coaster perfectly parallel
on the arm of the chair,
my daughter will fail her exams.

There’s just a touch that
tells me if I don’t eat every last
piece of red pepper on my plate,
routine blood tests will
reveal cancer.

There’s justl a touch that
tells me if I don’t rinse my mouth
four times when teeth cleaning,
my dog will be run over.

And there’s just a touch that
tells me if I don’t reach the
foot of the stairs before the
toilet flushes (fat chance),
MS will render me paralysed
by the end of next week.

This is why I don’t point at rainbows.

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