Poem: semantic fever dream (tarot cards)

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“The pain, or the memory of pain, that here was literally sucked away by something nameless until only a void was left.”

2666, Roberto Belano


i didn’t tell you a lie

he said

i never told you a lie

but all she could think was

he didn’t say

i didn’t lie

he didn’t say

i never lied

•

she felt herself slip

into a semantic fever dream

and she couldn’t remember

him looking her in the eyes

•

where are the tarot cards

she asked

we burned them

he said

we burned them

she asked

we tore them up

he added

and then we burned them

•

she felt a sudden pang of remorse

tarot cards

she realized

were a lie

she could live with

•

don’t let go in oktober

she thought she heard him say

don’t let go in oktober

she repeated

don’t let go

—P.L. Thomas