I guess most people are suckers for sad, sad stories. The sadder, the more pathetic, the better. I have always loved the melancholy Hamlet figure, the Sisyphus of all tragedies, and every Meursault of the books I've read.
I've had enough emotions jangling in my head.
I'm trying to fix my life —
Find where it's going wrong,
Steer it in the right course,
And the like.
I'm restless.
My heart flutters.
I'm a new age prophetess
Laying bare my life with a pack of tarot,
Chewing gum in my mouth
Like an unstoppable machine
Playing clairvoyant with nervous fingers,
Awed by the falling shadows from the burning tower.
I've had enough emotions jangling in my head.
I'm trying to fix my life —
Find where it's going wrong,
Steer it in the right course,
And the like.
I'm restless.
My heart flutters.
I'm a new age prophetess
Laying bare my life with a pack of tarot,
Chewing gum in my mouth
Like an unstoppable machine
Playing clairvoyant with nervous fingers,
Awed by the falling shadows from the burning tower.
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