Superstitious

Hand on my ear.

My unicorn’s mate?!

Where?

Was it when I dressed?

The only pair,

Of earrings I owned complete…

Does it mean?

Later,

Picking a neck chain;

There went the charms.

Landed on ground:

The bell,

The key…

There were two of them!

Have I missed a chance?

Any opportunity gone?

Dear brain…

Stop.

Objects go.

And,

So what if the letter you sent,

Gets no reply?

You find a new penpal.

Solved now?

What if…

A logic being I can’t be.