There are those who believe and those desperate to believe. |
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Under the InfluenceAstrology, it seemed to him was a good betBecause he was tired of carrying the load of decisions Those never ending, endless spending heart rending responsibilities that love asked of him and the work required as the bank raised an eyebrow at the missed car payment and Visa overload These days he needed help choosing a breakfast cereal So he consulted Looked up the hour of his birth to see if today was rising in his sun-signs A likely time he thought, for her to open gently against his kiss, but Jupiter was holding court with Mars and he was late for work the third time this month On Monday, Omar promised him the moon was in his corner, but the bank called anyway and on Tuesday the cereal all sank, no snap, no crackle, no pop Tarot Cards must rule his life instead |
This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection CORNER OF MY MIND available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats. |