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it took time

to reach the dusty crossroads

but only a moment

to sell my soul to The Devil

a willing sacrifice

signed the legally binding documents

in thin purple Sharpie

swallowed my qualms like raw oysters



as I gagged them down my throat

ate my pride sliced

on gluten free crackers

followed by

chilled Riesling

crisp with green apple


to get it down

naively believing

this would make me happy

repair what had broken

heal the shame


etched onto my palms

told myself

this time could be different

would be different

convinced myself

that I had misread the Tarot

I was no true High Priestess dispensing Justice

time to embrace Temperance

so easy

to chain myself to the Wheel of Fortune

accept Judgement

that I was over-sensitive

too emotional


finding out I that I was right the first time

should be more satisfying

how much longer to play

The Fool?


© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved


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