Pigmas 4 January

[dukealien]

Messages to the Undermind


If eyes are, as it’s said,
true windows of the soul
both sending and receiving
messages of veiled emotion
fortune cookies must be taken
as its dusty cellar–
random junk, lace no more
distinguishable from spider webs,
memories stirred turgidly
as if by old scrapbook sayings
meant for someone else
prophesies as helpful
and as useful as
that thoughtfully included
lottery number
you are meant to buy.