fortune
your cards
slap down
on down
pillows
with the slippedy
slap
of fine fingers
to tell you the
sparkling truth
about your future
and your present
and your past
life
with love
the jack that
holds your
red heart
near
while the
king of spades
looks your
way, with
only a problem
or two
or three
or four
or higher
between you
to block the way.
but who is that jack
that clings to you
while distant
with no other
queens
to impede
your flow?
the king
still gazing
sideways
as if he knows
something
locked between
your almond eyes.
let's try this
one more time
KLC
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