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.
- \' w5 c# T2 ]3 L　　It towers above a kudzu hill as if
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　　as in Hello! from a long
. B0 d) v- q, [8 j* [% n( v6 f. E% l# c　　way off， as in how
　　she already knows
' Y+ V+ r! h! D" z& S4 s* b; n　　the sundry screwed up ways a day
' j' {% X3 N: X% [　　can go days before
　　I park my wreck on the hill again beside
6 R3 _1 \& r! |. i" y. C& T) `　　her white Mercedes.
　　O little slice of Lebanon!
4 |) V# m4 `- C2 m% A7 F　　O cedar scented
( U8 m0 C6 `8 q" Z/ I- ~　　cards fanned like feathers
　　of a Byzantine peacock!
　　Tell me again how I might have been a fine lawyer，
　　that I'll raise four kids in Tallahassee，
3 K1 F1 J! [/ t! v# @4 n　　how I married-it's true-on my lunch break-Yez
/ P4 O0 @- |+ U- ^, e　　she took you to lunch okay a zeven year lunch ha ha!
  j  S5 |8 G- n- Z7 f9 A9 Z　　Incense. Mini-shrine.
, H0 {+ U/ R( t& H: L! B0 x　　A wagon train of chihuahuas snoozing by her slippers.
3 Y+ k7 f  p: D* o- S  E* w　　You have anxious about a furniture… I do.
　　But lately I've grown cold，
* f8 f# e9 z. h! Q* V9 q; M　　unconsoled by her extrasensory view.
7 t# m6 ~6 S+ D1 n6 O/ o  ]　　I think no need to speak-across
　　the black tabletop， I don't want to know
1 S& ]- K8 u, |% g6 D  E5 ^2 r" m　　if I'll find a bright city，
　　a room by the river，a love
5 N0 V/ b" `% w　　I will recognize
　　by her dragonfly
　　tattoo. O narrative of ether!
; n; G- U7 H7 W" O* N% v7 j　　O non-refundable
. }' _  M8 r4 f- g　　life facts! say that what happens may not matter，
8 f9 `# Z: W' l! S" ?' ^9 H　　or that it matters as any
, M6 k+ b" I. M. s　　story does when two fresh lovers
　　embrace the old pact
' Z- ^& q: m$ K; e/ w! J0 E5 P　　(her bra on the chair，
　　his socks in the kitchen) that says
　　their love is level，
. z0 S7 u) n% j/ R　　unfabled， new. Level with me，
　　tell me why the dogs on the floor，
, w! s  K0 `. ~% w　　little moon fed hounds of Delphi， seem so over it，
　　so done with the fleas of destiny.
4 ^: U0 a( Y6 W) E/ q# J0 \. q, S　　Maybe that's the right attitude，
6 ]; e) k, B# ~3 c6 }2 H　　no need to ask why I'm here on a perfectly blue Friday，
$ T+ u5 A# s  r- g; T: C　　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!
　　No faux crystal ball，
　　no tea leaves or terrace in the nether
/ _( k  J" u, d4 V' K9 D0 }; o/ E　　reaches of my palm
8 z$ h% h& v9 C  T% S/ C　　will make her answers
　　less like hocus pocus in a purchased dark.
( c* h6 B- j9 o+ p# M3 d7 i　　It's time to pay， to drive away
) a& X  c+ n/ Q7 |; t* F　　from telepathic altitudes， to say adieu
/ m7 u1 f; _5 Y% H4 ]/ J2 ?　　to why love ends. How
9 z) j/ d8 Q% ]8 [; Y3 H4 [　　How a heart opens again.
　　Why anything is true.
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