The Clairvoyant Center of Avalon ~ Thursday, April 23, 2026

The Clairvoyant Center of Avalon

Theresa knew that I felt kind of blue
helpless without insight or perspective
exactly how I felt for forty years

Clinical depression comes in one hue
laissez-faire capitalist gray matter
air all my grievances as reflective
irregardless that the mirror weeps tears
real as the silver dollar in my hand
vogue comes in waves, Theresa, to scatter
oysters along a reef, to sleep in bed
yhwh, the Tetragrammaton, to speak
as to pronounce the sacred name, instead
non-pronunciation, the rule, to seek
terror beyond this world of falling sand

Center the weight within the hourglass
exactly as expected, eventide
nightfall, dusk rolls as fog in the city
terror of the unknown, what comes to pass
exactly as Theresa spoke the name
recall the Oracle, another bride

opens her mouth, as Pythia, pity
for humankind, the omphalos, she spoke

Ava tells me, indirectly, her fame
valued as a messenger with foresight
along with the god, Apollo, her words
linger in the air, a little too bright
only an angel knows what little birds
notice, while I am asleep, as if woke

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