City

I walked into a palm reader on the street, bumped shoulders and she said

Tarot card in my head reveals death and I’m at peace

Fleeting sky removing the light, replace with car’s low beams

Lay down in a temporary casket

Uncomfortable, sweating air thinning

Exhausted, unnerving

Autonomous body in what feels like full shutdown

Know your limits

Sometimes avoid that can do attitude

Don’t run on reserves, don’t ignore the gas light

Make a switch, close your eyes