Crystal Ball
Can't quite make it out
the future, hazy at best
has gone completely dark.
This crystal ball,
useless as usual
mocks and pouts.
I see you here, 2 weeks
or 8 years from now.
Am I with you?
So I consult my stars
and yours and hers and his,
all the same anyway,
reassurance with a warning.
Don't give your heart away.
I'm not the forgiving kind.
I want specifics.
You deal in generalities.
Today is all that matters.
You're in another state entirely.
And sand runs through my fingers.
March 25, 2016
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