rose quartz snake oil

rose quartz snake oil

 

they arrive

as a rainbow of vulnerability

 

trembling tumbles from taxis

bent over crutches

slithered into wheeled chairs

 

the fragile, blink in the outside

as expectation clings like damp

 

a lot of ESA will be lost today

 

hoaxed from pained hands

in exchange

for words from the dead

 

generic

and cold read

 

an extra thirty pounds,

if you want practised sincerity

and a tilted head

 

they will tell you about crystals,

 

never the same twice

these coloured lies

 

the will explain the history of alchemy

 

the most successful metal here

is gold

 

painstakingly transmuted

into sleek saloons

concealed in the back car-park

 

i found a couple of good people,

genuine souls, with eyes of wonder

rather than mean embered coals

 

they were neglected

much in the same way weeds

will always overcome

quieter seeds

 

i wanted so much

for this to be genuine

this psychic fair

 

to find people who understand,

this it is connection

that will see the world through

 

not this pride of predators

laundering hope

for a new BMW