Black ink and sunbeams poetry

Mournful one

read your future in the

taro cards, cleave to the

queen of hearts, turn the

jester upon its head

even Chiron for all his wisdom

is made a fool at the rivers end,

through the doorway, under

those stars

have they denied you again?

your grief too heavy for flight,

apotheosis beyond your fingertips

rapturous, rhythmic, dreadful

laden down with

longing