Thursday, November 12, 2015

poem of the day November 12


My palms told me
I was going 
to be enlightened
I had the life line
The time line
The psychic square
Even the wine line
A Mystic told me
it was the best alignment
money could buy
and I had to agree
having spent
so much time chasing
floating rainbows
It was preordained
Hands don't lie
My egotistical delusion
just had to be true

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