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Blind Alley

Blind Alley (old poem)

The psychic grinned at me
as I slid her a twenty.
She slapped the cards down
and stared intently at them.
Her eyes raised
to meet mine,
and I knew the bullshit was coming.
Her mouth moved swiftly
just like her hands over the cards,
but all I heard
were my own thoughts.
She paused to let her words sink in,
but I thought about the pieces
that fell away from my life
to leave me with nothing.
Her mouth moved once more,
and I realized that I haven’t cried once
through everything I went through.
Her eyes narrowed
because she realized
that I was no longer with her.
She demanded to know
what was on my mind,
and I said,
“I have lost myself
because I can’t see past where I am.
Through all the shit I have been through,
why didn’t I cry?”
She smiled and fed me her bullshit,
and the reading was over.
Her fingers curled around the twenty
like a vice,
and I left
without any answers.

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Comments

<Deleted User> (4235)

Tue 17th May 2011 00:41

Hey, Jules. Out of all the readings that I have had, I would say, maybe three or four were real, and the rest was a waste of time and money. Beware the ones at county fairs.

<Deleted User> (8730)

Mon 16th May 2011 12:03

I have been read 3 times. I enjoyed it but it is a money mking exercise. We all want to hear good things

<Deleted User> (4235)

Sun 15th May 2011 18:41

Thank you, Francine. :)

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Francine

Sat 14th May 2011 21:10

These lines say it all...

'I thought about the pieces
that fell away from my life
to leave me with nothing.'

'I have lost myself
because I can’t see past where I am.'

<Deleted User> (4235)

Fri 13th May 2011 00:49

Thank you, Cynthia.

Thank you, Michael.

I hope you both have a great, great weekend. :)

Melissa

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 12th May 2011 16:19

You are a very good writer. IMO, you have a sharp command of vocabulary for a situation, and for the movement of action in a story. Plus, you have a 'main theme' to work through, with internal variations. Simple words are always the most dynamic. You are never boring.

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Noetic-fret!

Thu 12th May 2011 00:11

Hi Melissa, just want to let you know, that most of the time these days I scroll through the blogs until one catches my eye. This one did! And I have to say, well worth the read. I can really identify with it. As for my own experiences I should be crying like the Niagara Falls. Fantastic work Melissa, just brilliant.

Be well, stay safe and take care.

Love and respect.

Michael

xxx

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