I read the tarot on my phone On heads they stood and hands they hold The lovers switched to stand on hair The sky the ground the earth the air Meant you'd leave me for another By the weekend The knowledge tree flipped on its head Unwrapped the sheets on the hotel bed Hunched o'er the light of the writing read Fed out the fruit to the dirt instead Oh and sent all the wrong wings flapping Sent all the wrong wings flapping The doctor's wife said I must be heartbroken She could read it in my nose She could tell that I'd soon be spoken to By the way that I held my clothes She could see that the cards were upside down See that my pulse had been turned around I did not know what the tarot told 'Til it flagged on my telephone The awful words that your thumbs intoned The rotting seed sought from the bone Said not quite now but hoping soon You would vanish with the basement moths In the dim red light Outside the ladies room