a few weeks ago i took out three cards, as if by premonition, and tacked them to the wall in an even line beside my bed. i knew this fate before it could even transpire. it was only a matter of time--the other night when i woke, all three had fallen into the small crevice by my mattress. and all i could do was rummage up a merciless smile in midst of the timely malice. everything was to spite me. i'm sure of it.