Delphi stopped dispensing
prophesies in person
(no matter the offering)
tired of the disappointment
written on modern faces
unable to work through the riddles.
She took up tarot instead
and the read the cards
at twenty bucks a pop
for people with little expectation
of real guidance
and only half believing
the truth over entertainment.
So she lived in an artists neighborhood
where the bored and wealthy
drove once a week
with the excuse of gallery hopping
and an excellent esoteric cafe
for a Cobb or Cesar salad.
One doctor who saw through Delphi’s apathy
brought in patients for tarot readings
when he could not diagnose their illness
through western technology and practice
then billed the expense to insurance
coded as a consultation.
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