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she kept her deck
beneath her pillow
and had promised
me a reading

she stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away

it was autumn then

the leaves
suddenly flames
the sidewalk
burning cinders

i walked the streets
as if the sun
had called me boy
mad at the world
on aging feet

shuffling
her cards

shuffling
my feet
head
to the sky
blue

the clouds
her cards

the clouds:
her cards

shuffling
the skies

a storm passes
new clouds appear:
the chariot
the priestess

the moon
in broad daylight:
an omen

--Saul Williams

The Devil & The Stars