Fortune teller is telling lies
when she says what’s behind my eyes.
My future is bright she says
after a few moments of analysis.
This is news to me
when dark clouds are all I can see.
Slipping her money across the table
as she prepares to tell me
another untrue fable.
Desperation has brought me here
but even now I can’t believe what I hear.
It would have been more beneficial
to spend my money on wine,
at least then I would have
found some piece of mind.