Animal spirit cards                                 

                                okay not his usual cup of tea hed play alonghe had nothing investedno skin in the game

like Cartamundi ACE playing cards except they were animals divvied into Air Earth Fire Water and Spirit

                                                                                                               Spirit wouldnt turn up for himhe knew ahead of the game its all a game there wasnt a damn thing spiritual about him and that had upset his wife and daughters

he was told to shuffle the cards 

the cards were awkward in his hands

so he tossed the deck up in the air and retrieved them one at a time helter skelter

lots of exasperated looks

                           Wha Im pickin em up More than one way to skin a cat an I know I got cats

their exasperation lingered

after he collected the cards en masse he smeared them across a tabletop messed them up good got his juju deep all over them

it was a process

he got looks

Ah the exasperation was that others wanted to turn a card

                                                               Should have left me for last he said he wasnt apologising

apparently he was cavorting with witches an gypsies seers an seeers warlocks an malcontent hookers who he wouldnt spend a sawbuck to fuck

shimmied an elbowgreased he cut the deck three times an each time pulled a card from its number he liked things in threes finally diminished he had three cards  

he laid them face down side by side

then he felt each card for its properties or for his blind attraction to it 

                                                                        the reality waswas that the card to the left he was selecting he was just making a show

Go left young man  Go left

according to the rules he returned the runners-up to the deck without looking at them NO PEEKIE Nah he didnt find himself curious or prone to breaking basic rules when the rules got convoluted he broken em NO PEEKIE Nah he was good at resisting temptation too many fistfights as a teenager forced by refusing to yield 

                                                                                        more black eyes split lips busted knuckles blood and bruises than pootang or lascivious tickles

infirm notions an infatuations werent worth his time

he turned his card

Swan Water 

                he had anticipated Earth possibly Fire   hardly Water  JaysusChrist

OhBrother the Swan suggested that he needed to write AwBaby he rarely didnt write

My card for the day is to write

                                 for what it was worth he didnt need the mumbojumbo the theatrics the shuffling to tell him what he needed to do

no one in the room who had been exasperated with him were surprised

if they were they didnt know him very well

1308,  Sunday,  19  1. 20

1403,  Thursday,  28  5. 20