WHEEL OF FORTUNE

Wheel of fortune that you turn at my expense
I was with you yesterday, queen of hearts
today I'm down to nothing in a gunpowder bed
(like I'm going to light a cigarette in your name
and return to that vice explosively)
Wheel of Medieval Fortune that up to this very day
spins with a bestial energy
Yesterday you and I made love
as though that weren't paradise
By our violence we were expelled from there
however much we may have wished
each of us to have been an innocent snake.

The wheel wins, triumphs in turning the queen
upside down, breaking the goliard's lute
making a funeral marker
out of a few happy days.