Forecasting my
Chances of success I
Diddle the analysis
Jig the numbers
Tweak the odds
In my little book are
Reams of records
Documenting just what
I can hope to do
An archive of compiled scores
Ample data here for accurate
Prevision
Instead I harbor sneaky hopes that
I might beat the house
Might deviate from
Second-class consistency
Refusing to accept that
Past is prelude
To the present
The best predictor of what happens next is
Just what happened last and
Time before and
Before that…
And that
Relentless linear projection
Squinting I can almost see the
Trend line inching
Up
Instead of level for
The longest time
With some infrequent
Spikes
Next time,
When I register my name and
Back my bag, my lunch
My blades
And set my expectations
I swear I’ll be hardheaded in my calculations
Really. Truly. Yes.
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