tarot-ists among us

Voodoo presents....The Tarot card readers sit blandly benignly waiting in front of the Cathedral serenely, resignedly.... The French Quarter. I stop....They deal....First card: THE TOWER !We both think, "Nine eleven" But we don't say it out loud....the Cathedral turns into a Mosque for Catholics to wear.....it's the great Mosque-raid....the TAROT-ists have blown it all out of proportion and made it their own.....that's the devil and they keep saying, "That's a good card"....Then the Heirophant and I try to remember every jazz singer I ever heard beginning with Elephants Gerald.......and that guy who blew his nose off...Frank Snotra.....and that guy who ate his brother..Cannibal Adderly.....then the idea strikes...a hot dog stand with Mexican Food ....Franks'n'nachos......the GYPSIES are all TAROT-ists....them and them Caribbean people.....I'm writing an essay about Catholic Voodoo in New Orleans called "A Hundred and One **** Haitians".....They see me writing things down....They think it's some kind of threat instead of a treat to their existence....DOG-ma from Saint Bernard Parish.....It's the PaperSea again...love dat chicken from Pop/e/yes....Go Bend a dick ( the sixteenth)