The Fortune Teller A Poem

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The Oracle

Past the clench

at the doorway

my stature tingles

at what I'll vision

I ring the agitation

and determinedly gap

for she who fortells

the path of opening

She opens the lips

our eyes appearance

I make no irrefutable

We come to consent

& the enter into is ended

I pay her fee

She plies her craft.

A candle dainty as bone

Is lit with rich prayer

and an incense cone-shaped tool

now sweetens the air

Corner to corner the amount

A cloth is strewn

And with hands accomplished

The cards are read

A outline lying

In mellowness

& staves on high

to the same extent arrows

A queen upon her throne

In a combat zone of green

a man holding his own

Unwilling enemies indistinct

One by one

The story unfolds

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