Down Shifting

Cosmic truths or parlor tricks,
I don’t know, but
In the mornings,
We have a ritual of seeing what the stars
Have in store for us.

Today, my colleague handed me the paper,
I filled in his one square handout,
Shuffled the pages,
And started with Pisces, then Scorpio,
Finally, to Libra.

The first two had not a connection to my friends,
The third, mine, was old news,
But scary in that it sounded like the two-hours prior
Had been forecast by the cosmos.

I had gone running alone in the dark,
Traveling through old haunts last seen twelve years ago,
I ran just ahead of my demons, taking their souls as I went.

The stars knew,
They said so, tricks be damned.

Feeling good.

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