I’ll tread this crystal mud,
set a while to peer through veils
to make poor assumptions of what’s to come
As augury I’ve asked the birds
but shy of the same woodpecking rattle,
they stay schtum
I’ll indulge in haruspicy
in making dinner, sure
that no steak and kidney mouthful tells
Glass in hand, hepatoscopy
defines the coming year
where new is frozen
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 8:00 AM UTC
I’ll tread this crystal mud,
set a while to peer through veils
to make poor assumptions of what’s to come
As augury I’ve asked the birds
but shy of the same woodpecking rattle,
they stay schtum
I’ll indulge in haruspicy
in making dinner, sure
that no steak and kidney mouthful tells
Glass in hand, hepatoscopy
defines the coming year
where new is frozen
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