Eavesdropping on the future,

you even hazard a guess

of your own, before

the Pythia prophesies, 

but then you hear

her runaway sigh,

adding, thus, further

clues of foreboding

to a trail that

won't truly be trodden, 

for her utterances

might as well be 

bowdlerized, varnished

with a half-knowing

that gilds the cage 

you'll be forced 

to reside in, once

you try to presage...