[Mr. J]

My thoughts rested on a peaceful plain seeking advice
the palms were settled upon the seas of the wise...
drifting off into my recent desires of knowledge & dollar.
am I a product of authors adding the polish to mantras.
Do I bring change in the face of adversity, is there one path?
...Or many? Do I wager it all & put it down in the tub, man..
the incense is filling the room; the lights lead a crystal path.
where issues are pistol packed & greed is a great risk to have...
Im slipping back, she slapped the end of the table..
a gunshot broke my concentration, pay 10 for the ale.
another 10 for courtesy, while I gamble on the future
she lays out several cards & smiles as I pick a door...
Death how do I cash in on this pile of sick rewards..
my mind drifts back to a nightmare that I had recently.
I shake off the coincidence, arrive to a scene serene.
I see the smiles of unknowns that have faded fast...
once they see what remains they decide to change the fact
that they disliked me for who I became...I remain steadfast
more questions that go unanswered as I started racing back.
I begin to embrace the act as she draws another card out
she utters an enchantment as she mumbles her heart out.
Love her touch left me enchanted by the mysticism
that fortune alone causes more pain than it gives in wisdom.
I sit to listen about paths crossing beyond the city limits.
any story of love instantaneous is usually a silly gimmick.
my skepticism remains intact while she flips the vision.
a marriage brought on by forbidden fruit from a tainted tree
where poison hangs on the branch & wishes to escape at eve...
she rambled on & with a quick hiss she was disturbed.
her voice shook with authority & as she yelled another word...
her accent disappeared & she looked at me them scoffed...
Look kid, futures cant be told, only experienced...buzz off





O gullible youth...