she tells her own fortune
in a coffee cup
looking for something new
in the grinds
she wants the world
to reflect her vision
but it sadly disappoints
I talk too much
she says in conversation
ideas beliefs tumbling out
she would remake
the entire universe
if she could
and can’t quite understand
why this is not possible
it breaks her heart
to think it is so
and though there is no consolation
for one so sensitive
there is always hope
the world will live up
one future day
to her dreams