These were the cards I dealt
the night I was falling
down another hole,
plus that over the top,
melodramatic, Ten of Swords.
Like a dead leaf on a chain
I prepared for The Bardo.
The Hanged Man a rush of blood to the head,
The Priestess higher than I was low
and a X of blades in the back.
But all in all it was needed medicine
and between the shadow and the light
I confessed myself free,
returning
as me.