Fortuneteller
The Fool, the Sun and the Hanging Man
upside down, from the major arcane.
The Seven of Wands and the Ten of Fire,
from the minor one. The fortune teller
was a fake-blond, middle age, next door
women. She started her reading
from the Sun, I asked her why so.
She told me that it was her favorite card.
I told her that I was glad it wasn't the Fool.
She looked suspiciously in my direction,
and I guessed with certainty that in my case
should be the Fool. If I come to think
there was not much of a choice,
I couldn't pick the Hanging Man,
even in my darkest, especially
upside down. She told me, that
there is much light in my life,
without any visible source or reason,
along with betrayals, hardships and losses.
She was partially right. I did not tell her
that hell is a very bright place
from all the eternal flames.
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