Light in Tarot
By Tatiana Pahlen

Like amoebas we move toward the light
in a desperate verve of survival
solely looking for warmth
come forth from the rivals
to share long, lonely nights.

In the morning
away from fog
my brain recollecting its tasks;
Farewell, mon cheri,
No need to ask,
I read in the Tarot's a "warning."

September 27, 2005

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