City Shaman

My spirit animal
Ate the tarot cards
Manifested by abundance
Channeled out of existence

Angels flapped their wings
As only a breeze
Funneled through high
City streets

To my people
That I ignored
Averting my eyes
Faked being bored

I took advantage
Hit your clubs
Drank your booze
Lost some loves

These are some words
We've never spoken
A sixth sensory being
alight and awoken