12 Marks

These are some of the superstitious marks
I try to remember along one of the final
stretches on my hour+ walk to work:

I. the metal wheel rims someone
used as part of a fence, and recently
covered with wire gating, thanks
to new puppies, on S. Hancock

II. 1135 Rockwood, where the Mr. Roboto/
Tin Man/Woodsman/Nick (as I've variably
called him, in part thanks to my new
renewed enthusiasm for Oz) hangs
from the top of the porch

III. the phallic crack that seems
to have weathered noticeably
over the past few months

IV. 1125 Rockwood, where the terriers
guard the inside of the picture window

V. Chamberlin Academy on Slater,
where the events board must be observed

VI. the sneakers hanging
from the power lines on the same avenue;
there had briefly been a second pair

VII. 1106 Florence, where
there's a green ramp, which I
only noticed recently
(green being my favorite color)

VIII. 1101 Florence, the brick house
with its guardian ladybug

IX. 1065 Florence, right next
to te brick house, ith guardian ants

X. 1059 Florence, the infamous
"Not For Sale" car rotting
into the dirt driveway

XI. 1057 Florence, with its collection
of aging cars, right next to "Not For Sale"

XII. 1037 Florence, which is
indicative of how ephermal
all these landmarks are, because
it's a house that was for sale,
at least when I started taking
this route, seemingly for
the longest time, but has now
been occupied for so long,
I started confusing it with
a similar house a little earlier
on the avenue