Lunch, with Oracle Gull

                                 ~ for M.

My friend takes a pack of gold-edged
oracle cards out of her pocket and asks me
if I want a reading. Of course I say yes.
We are waiting for our orders of ramen 
at an Asian  fusion restaurant. Who doesn't
want to catch sight of even the future's slim
ankle or shoelaces up ahead, disappearing
around the corner?  She shuffles the cards 
while I think of my question. Then I pick 
one and turn it over. I get the Gull, and 
these bits of wisdom—swallow your fears
whole, don't get caught in nets of sadness;
instead hover over it all to see if there is
another way.  OK, Oracle Gull. Seeing 
no other resources, I'm going to take this 
to mean your approval of me applying for 
another credit card loan. I do see 
the importance of prioritizing roof repair 
over a lower credit score. After all, the future
is a never-ending construction project,
and all of us merely its fumbling architects