Tarot Readings

Here are two of many poems I have written recently on the subject of tarot.  and of my life.
haha. c'est la vie.

The Fool

a diviner knows to feel for the right    card.

here’s a lovely tingling.

            The fool’s face, right-side up

            asks me to tilt my head

           

            and inhales strands of my straightened hair. 

            Fool, I’d

            slap you

            were I not so lonely. 

            That’s the tingling in my fingers. 

                        that’s why I drew.

You’ve drawn an Omen

Death

is a beautiful Angel, right-side up. 

red serpents crown her head, flickering

infernal fire                                    fallen star.  All

I see is

one halo

as she blood-sucks me dry.