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By Misti Date: 2004 Apr 27 Comment on this Work [[2004.04.27.14.19.3300]] |
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tarot poker but no readings until you're goddamn good and ready you ask me if I understand I do but I pretend not to remembering the fall of '95 when I was as alive as I am now in love with a different kind of Lion a psychotic green eyed Lion with one good arm and enough charm to make a badderest woman outta me we fucked in no time at all and there were candles and "Nevermind" and a deck of tarot cards splayed out in colorful wOw yoWza we saw babies and money enough honey to put Pooh in hibernation for awhile yes I remember and have learned well the hell of too much too soon asking the Goddess for the moon taking a balloon and painting it to glow just so knowing it wouldn't float nearly high enough you give me good stuff never had this much eye contact before this much dumb mute with bliss each kiss a sacrament a pebble tossed in the pond of magical neverending concentric circles there is a circus for us all the colors of the axis bold and glimmering and deep and proud a shroud of velvet to make the Goddess pay attention when we beseech when we reach when we accept now as the only vow and how can I calm down and how can I wait with all this good on my plate my stomach is screaming demanding seconds before I've eaten firsts but I will thirst with you and hunger with you walk the waking world with you in patient steps delayed gratification is always best. |