0. the fool - i would give the world for the people sitting with me in this

fluorescent-lit room on this too-hot-for-october night.

the air is thick and my music is a little too loud.

 

1. the emperor - coded for success. you are a moth emerging,

beautiful and recently more appreciated by the everyday citizen.

you chew holes through my sweaters, except the sweaters are knit

out of hatred and ignorance.

 

2. the star - mark two. if i were to guess, i would say you taste like

acai, blueberries, and lemons. you are soft and warm and gentle, a

ray of sunshine in a strawberry field. whether we realize it or not,

you fostered my growth.

 

3. the chariot - gold medal. you are the winner in a competition you

never registered for. you are first, the highest pedastal, everything i

wanted to be for myself. i congratulate you in this celebration, for

you are the stawberry field.

 

4. the sun - or, the joker. you are a wild card and everyone knows it.

i can feel your bass drum pumping out a heartbeat, your lead guitar

ringing like a mysterious bell tower where a chemistry professor

suddenly disappeared.

 

5. temperance - the connection. you are what i need, you're my sidekick

and i am yours. like the ice in your cup i am afraid you will melt away in

my hands and you will be unsalvageable. but even on this

too-hot-for-october night, you hold true. you always do.