The Future Is Right Here Poem by Patti Masterman

A little tinnitus,
A little deja vu,
A little savoir faire,
To see the matter through.

The neighborhood psychic
With a cardboard sign,
Will hear your every problem;
Every answer, divine.

The scrying mirror can see
Much farther than the ball,
But the eyes speak the most;
Transfixing, with their thrall.

See the past and future,
The sign broadly proclaims;
But more common eyes can see
The wide truth that you frame;

The twitch of neurosis,
The callous of care-
A witch isn't needed,
To notice what's there.

Save your dimes and dollars
And look in your own mirror,
If you need an answer
Or something made clear.

You're your own best psychic
And the cost is free:
What's coming in the future's
What's here right now, in me.