At the Halloween party, my friend dressed
as a gypsy, told fortunes.  Guests stood
in line to have their palms read.

Astonished at how people believed
her made up stories, she pretended
into the night.

I wonder with the gurus, is everyone
just playing a part, one plays the enlightened
one, the other the devotee.  One channels

the divine, the others project their divinity.
We love foating beyond the mundane,
we like to believe in magic.