divination


in last night's circles,
coffee rings and red wine stains,
I'll read the rede.

this for the ace of broken hearts
this for my old love all in black
this for unrequited love, lurking

there across the room
one glance enough to teach us
never never ends

fire sheeting in my brain
one night finally
I will hit the mark

put out the light. tomorrow never comes.


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