31 DAYS OF TAROT POEMS

5 of Wands & The World Reversed


where do you walk to 
when you walk alone?
 
each part destined to crack open
in calm agitation
you swing your arms because they are bound
to land somewhere
on something
 
you switch sides to prevent 
getting too comfortable
it’s not a sign of weakness
it’s a sign of rebirth
it’s a sign of umbilical front row
 
a savage satisfaction
a glitch in the fire
a caged kingdom waits
 
if you could only 
scatter your seeds far enough
to know
you could eat
and never starve
no matter where you are