Wednesday, August 24, 2011

the wrong choice

the witch's deck lay,
inconspicuous
on the edge of a shelf
the faded cards
blue and white
casino pattern
no holes
and held together
with a stretched out black bauble

she watched them
too practical to think
that they watched her

and eventually made the wrong choice


the witch's cards
lay, spread
across the cherry stain floor
of her room
a horseshoe
pointing in directions
she didn't care to go



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