It's quiet lately at the fortuneteller's.

To control content, use actions.

 

"X"--someone who

hasn't appeared yet, but

 

whose purpose we deduce.

I know it's there.

Love, I think.

Or maybe it was goodness.

 

So many hopes for the outside.

(O hunger, O equivalent)

 

I approach it calmly.

It spills into everything.

 

 

 

 

 

© Kate Greenstreet

originally published in Bird Dog