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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #1917892
A poem that I loved writing about visiting a fortune teller.

-Fortune Teller-
by
Keaton Foster

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Fortune teller
Darkness speller
Terror of deserving truth
Speak your mind
Empty the sublime
Dump realty by the load
Pile it up to my neck
Give me what it is that I wish
I found my way here
Back to you
Because I couldn’t
Find my way nowhere
So dreadfully I seek
Another spoke of your wisdom
And your allegiance to nothing
Others
Not me
Have called you
A pseudo helter skelter
A master of everything dammed
The king of every non-believer
Such badges of honor
Such ridiculous monikers
Lend belief to your ability
And your continuity
So before you I stand
A humble
Broken shell of a man
My desperation sings
Upon silent wind
No one will care but you
But not because you wish
But because you must honor
The sacred contract implied
I know that such caring
Constitutes a payment
And I will gladly pay
Any price demanded
As long as you speak
As long as you tell me
What I need to hear
Knowing everything
Will be required
No detail
Can be overlooked
No image mistook
I cannot take anymore
On this world
That rest upon my head
I must know the future
Even if there is a chance
That I have no part in it
Dare not lie
My posthumous friend
With such empty soulless eyes
The price for your skill
The right for such a thrill
Is a part of
The very life that I wish
To know everything about
Even if it’s not
What I aspect
Tell me of the heck
Hold nothing back
Earn each dollar spent
Every piece of my soul
That willingly I relent
Take as much as you require
For yourself
Keep it close
I can take what comes next
As long as I know
As long as your words
Are mired in truth
Express your visions
Hold nothing in peril
Bend no kept secrets
Break no certain reality
Hit me headlong
I can take what you say
I can deal with the pain
I above all know that
Such a price for knowing
Will be worth every ounce
If such a thing as a soul
Could be weighed
Then each pound
That you require
Will be yours
And if such a sum means
That I would never get
The chance to live through
The foretold things to come
Fortune teller
I accept
So be it…


Fortune Teller
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013

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