Sorry, Miss Cleo

August 28, 2013

A pair of black high heels,
pumps I guess,
approached me as I was
kneeling,
shelving books
They were attractive shoes
Neat, feminine, direct
They moved intentionally,
with resolve

They were just about the most
perfect shoes I can recall

Attached to the shoes was
a pair of legs that
were OK
and attached to those
was a person

"You have any Tarot cards?"

Now it's hard to tell, sometimes,
when someone asks for Tarot cards,
whether they're serious or not
Maybe they just got a kick out of
those bogus late-night infomercials

"Yeah, right over here.  In metaphysics."

"Metaphysics?  Hmmm.  OK, good, I see them."

Maybe they're a little curious, or
a little lost,
and are just looking for
something
to give a little direction
or simply for something
to be new...

"Do you have any that haven't been opened?
Anything sealed?"

"Nah, loooks like these are all used.  Look to be
in good shape though."

"Oh it's not the
condition
I'm worried about, if you catch my drift."

"Sorry?"

"Sometimes someone
will stick a 
curse
onto the cards,
and I don't want to have to 
deal with all of that."

...or maybe they're already
knee-deep in
crazy.

"Sorry, doesn't look like it.  Check Barnes & Noble."

I returned to book-shelving,
then watched those
high heels
clack-clack-clack out the door,

stuck with their own curse,

dealing with all of that.
 
 
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