Signs
Some people are
Fanatics about it
But I never go by
Zodiac signs.
I’ve always been
An exception to
What traits are
Ascribed to mine.
Even my days go
Contrary to
Daily predictions.
Apparently,
In my case, my
Destiny is not
Written in the stars.
It’s more like a
Matter of what’s
Scratched out
In the dirt with
Coal being my
Gem stone.
Maybe, that makes
Earth my planet.
My spirit animal
Has always been
The maguey worm
At the bottom of
A bottle of mezcal.
Horror Sleaze Trash 