Fortune Teller

glimpse into the past
patience is not my strongest suit
a gambler anyhow the chips may
once soot escapes it's glow
yesterday still remains a sketch
how else would fortune tellers
dismantle our contours
bring the best sunflower of any face
soaked in a lifetime's worth of pity
the garden shed built above a stump
the widows dress submitting to its hand-dye
she asks for another cookie
Fortune Teller