精美英文小诗：My Psychic

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　　has a giant hand diagrammed in front of her place
　　on West Tennessee.
　　It towers above a kudzu hill as if
$ T$ S* Y, r1 m, U3 A　　to offer a cosmic How!
　　as in Hello! from a long
1 j5 B; M3 z8 U- t! C" F　　way off， as in how
; i/ r( V# ~5 p9 ~; n% k　　she already knows
　　the sundry screwed up ways a day
　　can go days before
& J- j/ [1 s1 O: H　　I park my wreck on the hill again beside
　　her white Mercedes.
. [* k; ]- A2 f0 w) d　　O little slice of Lebanon!
　　O cedar scented
　　cards fanned like feathers
4 a8 K6 L$ v* e" T' m　　of a Byzantine peacock!
　　Tell me again how I might have been a fine lawyer，
　　that I'll raise four kids in Tallahassee，
0 g* Z* E  E4 K0 I7 B+ D　　how I married-it's true-on my lunch break-Yez
　　she took you to lunch okay a zeven year lunch ha ha!
( d' B" \/ L6 f% p( Q% B+ p　　Incense. Mini-shrine.
. `7 ~/ Y( ^* c. Y) Z　　A wagon train of chihuahuas snoozing by her slippers.
　　You have anxious about a furniture… I do.
　　But lately I've grown cold，
　　unconsoled by her extrasensory view.
　　I think no need to speak-across
7 m0 w' z, t7 c' o4 U! d% @. k　　the black tabletop， I don't want to know
　　if I'll find a bright city，
　　a room by the river，a love
　　I will recognize
　　by her dragonfly
　　tattoo. O narrative of ether!
  T; h6 X9 X( s% i# t- `# ?9 T　　O non-refundable
  S3 v. P9 V) [( l' S; B1 u　　life facts! say that what happens may not matter，
4 @0 D2 I( J1 x　　or that it matters as any
　　story does when two fresh lovers
0 x0 Z7 ]2 W0 r7 i　　embrace the old pact
% \0 F7 E" K) U4 u　　(her bra on the chair，
　　his socks in the kitchen) that says
: j8 d, u: N) r7 ?5 X　　their love is level，
　　unfabled， new. Level with me，
　　tell me why the dogs on the floor，
　　little moon fed hounds of Delphi， seem so over it，
3 H' D/ h/ K) s4 H　　so done with the fleas of destiny.
1 Z9 e* g5 @6 r: R1 D5 g0 c0 U　　Maybe that's the right attitude，
3 p  K1 I5 Q4 D5 D; K6 W' B" V: I　　no need to ask why I'm here on a perfectly blue Friday，
　　content with what the thin air，
　　what the dust motes in the light say near the high window.
　　I should've learned that music long ago
　　O soundless number!
　　O jukebox of being that the dogs dream to!
& k7 ]4 G3 S' Z　　No faux crystal ball，
　　no tea leaves or terrace in the nether
# m. ]0 p- B& \0 u& G, t　　reaches of my palm
　　will make her answers
　　less like hocus pocus in a purchased dark.
  z9 K* D8 P) w; H" k3 d- ]　　It's time to pay， to drive away
' l8 @  X4 q$ C  K: w" o! {　　from telepathic altitudes， to say adieu
　　to why love ends. How
+ T5 `- l; ]% ]/ [- E1 T* a* V　　How a heart opens again.
/ p1 `) \! x8 N  `6 H　　Why anything is true.
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