Cut The Cards
12/09/2003 06:05 a.m.
The deck of cards is shuffled again
Joker emerges, old frayed, frazzled friend
A seer sees with blind folded eyes
Poor old mouse in tin man disguise
Ears hear not the language
A spirit would speak
Red black coal
Become burning embers
As the Graying haired
Ghost remembers
When it was the nave
Who emerged first
Long ago to fulfill
A great thirst
Core within the deck
Queen who lost her head
With the old woman's children
Sent hungry to bed
But the King of spades
Plays true his suit
Laughs kitten in
Fisherman's boot
Tit for tat says
The Cheshire Cat
Shuffle the deck again
Alice my friend
When they are cut
And the deal is made
Fan them out...
Once more
On the table
Let them be laid
I am currently Reflective
I am listening to Cheryl Crow/ The First Cut Is The Deepest
