Cartomancer's Crime Scene

soo many blessing bestowed upon ferile soil where the weeds do grow musnt spoil the soil let them grow for even though in the summer after the spring after April showers there wil be may flowers and not everyone stays a weed Past of the present the future that we live in the dreams of the past our past adding up fast so we create more dreams sold down hope and floating floating away on our rubber raft cartomancer's crime scene translations of poetry to be engraved and never forgotten enslaved to this curse of language and alphabet build it so it falls the rapture of language will bestowed upon us all speachless to say the truth so unbelievable no one would believ us even if we could actually say so anyhow where to from here lessons learned threats encroaching near possible threats to bring to tranquility more to love than hostility one shoe left at the cartomancer's crime scene the hands inside your head fool hearted eulogies only soo many blessings, for there to be on which lucky few should i bestow them it makes me wonder from time to time as invisibly present they come to be