Shizuka

Cards shuffle--
Careful, careful
--edges are razor sharp, I
Put them on myself,
Sliced my palm open
Once, not too long after.

Need to cleanse the
Deck soon, keep swearing I'll
Stop letting idiots touch the
Cards, but old habits, they
Die harder than stubborn old
Rich men who just need to
Keel over already and take
Their fortune to the grave.

Look up to the crystal ball, smile,
Those are great fun, I
Almost never get a True
Reading off them, so
I give goose chases
Instead, and the ones who
Do need it think it's
Bullshit.

Flying braids of sand streak
By, and I wonder who
On earth you are, where
You're from, what you're
Doing in my Vision because--
The future is coming, are
You ready? Willing?
Because here it comes.