Rickshaw miracles

Jan 22
Love, India

If I had asked for miracles
I would find a rickshaw
even late at night, and cold
who would converse kindly
and take me right to
where I wanted to be.

And when, my cell phone dead,
I said the wrong address
the house where we asked for directions
would be familiar somehow,
not in any particular way
or anything to call out afterwards.
recognized nonetheless
and I would practice the past perfect,
‘It’s here! My mistake…I said…’
and we would laugh.