January 13, 2019.

when i used to get my cards read,

when i used to get my cards read,

i always asked about my future and the moment--

they brought up love, i asked for my cards to be folded


"what a waste", i would think

why would i focus on locked lips,

long walks on the beach, and wine in a box


when i could think of my life line, my fate line, or my head line displayed on my palms

so when the cards were pushed away and they grabbed my hands

my palm reader would tell me that they see a man 

so i would cut the cord of my love line and walk away from the shop, hearing static


but now, they find you in every crevice of my palms

i believe in fate because of you, i have undeniably fell in love with you

you're always in my head, you have become a new beginning of a life I used to dread


i used to think of those who search for love so desperately 

in their hands and in the hands of others

to be fools


but i recognize, in the tarot deck, the fool is love's start










Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2020-01-13 at 20:58

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I really enjoyed reading this. You captured my attention and kept me interested all the way through. It has a very natural and easy flow. I appreciate your gift of writing.