Tasseomancy

(a poem pretending to be the baptism|killing scene in godfather )

one of my lovers says that his
ex lover was hooking up with
someone, when her lover's
mother was in hospital ..
and that is far worse than
anything we have ever done
forgetting that he hooked
up with his (another) lover when
my mother's hand was fractured

i imagine respective mothers
raising eyebrows, lines around
their face stretched.. thinking ..
..like i care.. why didn't you call then?

meanwhile do you care/know that
i pick up a lover whose other
lover doesn't know, and another
whose other lover knows, and
complicated desires flow from
me for my lover's lover... (and
none of this is in reference to
lover above) ..while there are
people dying, caste atrocities,
wars churning, rumsfeld writing
poetry, bush declaring mini-wars
slums demolished, children lost
and a 7 year old organization
struggles to find its raison and joie
and various other objects lost like
dumped tea leaves in the bin
trying to tell us our fortunes ...