Tarot Card Reading 26th June 2024

Pit of vulture feathers and snapdragons
Hiding the wood
The pawn leading the red queen
Pseudechis like a vine
From the hidden emperor to his beloved
The sweetest words of Parseltongue
“I miss you”
Four cups fall over
Spilling black venom

Field of spider lilies
Dragging her ace sword through the red ocean
Unable to shut her ears
Cocone of her own web
Unable to cut through
The sweetest words of Parseltongue
“I don’t know”
The pawn was the tyrant
Drowing her in his venom

Playing on his harp
Holding up the match
Lua
Setting her on fire
The hidden magician
The sweetest words of Parseltongue
“I wouldn’t choose you again”
You don’t care if I hurt
You set me on fire and watch me burn

Whenever the world feels like falling apart and my mind becomes more foggy, I miss him—his cologne, his laugh, the way he caresses my hair. My journey of tarot card reading is still in its beginning stage, but I find comfort in the process. The cards see my emotions and accept them. They never get sick of me showcasing the same pain and fears; they never play them down. This short poem is based on a reading I did when I found out that my ex was getting to know someone new, I was sick to my stomach. Every line and every symbol are carefully chosen. The research process helps me collect my thoughts and make them real since they can finally be grasped. Take the step of writing when you feel chaos. I want to hear from you. I see you and I feel your pain. You are not alone.