Aries (Mar. 21 - Apr. 19)

You kind of have a foot on both fences. You planted them there early and now they've taken root, and you can't move either way and you can't jump. All you can do is wait until you split. Right down the middle. That's all you can do.

Taurus (Apr. 20 - May 20)

You need to be diverted. You need to forget. You need to make merry. You will. So there will be the sweet wildness again. Then, wildness without sweetness. Wilder and wilder wildness. Babel. Do your incoherent best to warn loved ones without alarming them.

Gemini (May 21 - Jun. 20)

You should have been a college professor or something like that. Even when you're asleep you're working out problems. Take the weather. Every cloud has a silver lining, at least that's the way you figure it. Striking at people that way is almost as good as the other, the real way. The way you've fought to forget—and almost had forgot—until now.

Cancer (Jun. 21 - Jul. 22)

There are some things you can't fake, you can't pretend about, and this is one of them. A person wants you that way, or doesn't, and you always know which. The want is there. So even if you have a reason—and, of course, you do—for allowing the want to take over, there won't be any faking afterwards. That will be genuine, if nothing else is.

Leo (Jul. 23 - Aug. 22)

Time is already in the process of taking care of you. Of course, if you could accept the truth, see the danger, and completely alter your way of life—but how could you? Where the compromise between imperative and impossible? On either side, the possible truth shows the same hideous face. It can neither be accepted nor denied, so you will do neither.

Virgo (Aug. 23 - Sept. 22)

You are experiencing that peculiar two-way pull that's been manifesting itself with increasing frequency and intensity in recent months. It's a mixture of calm and disquiet, of resignation and frantically furious rejection. Simultaneously you want to lash out at everything and do nothing about anything.

Libra (Sept. 23 - Oct. 22)

You might have the disease, the condition, or you might just be cold-blooded and smart as hell; or you might be innocent of what you're supposed to have done. You might be any of those three things, because the symptoms you show would fit any of them.

Scorpio (Oct. 23 - Nov. 21)

Have you subconsciously brought about your own downfall? You'll be tired, fed up, sick of the whole mess and life in general. You won't be conscious of feeling this way. You won't want to believe that you do. For if you did, then, inevitably, you would be lost.

Sagittarius (Nov. 22 - Dec. 21)

The emptiness will continue. Only broadening now, widening, spreading its deadening atmosphere farther and farther, until as far as you can see there will be nothing but desert, parched and withered and lifeless, where you, dead, will walk through eternity.

Capricorn (Dec. 22 - Jan. 19)

If you could have gotten away somewhere, where you wouldn't have been constantly reminded of what had happened and you had something you wanted to do—something to occupy your mind—it might have been different. But you couldn't get away, and there isn't anything here you want to do. So nothing changes.

Aquarius (Jan. 20 - Feb. 18)

You're a pretty easy-going person, and wouldn't hurt a goddamned fly if you could get out of it. But if someone tries to pin you down, give you a hard time when you've already had more than you can stand, it will be just too bad. An unkind Fate will decree that the small understanding between you two should end otherwise than happy.

Pisces (Feb. 19 - Mar. 20)

Your kind will get another chance in the Next Place. Your kind. You people. All of you that started the game with a crooked cue, that wanted so much and got so little, that meant so good and did so bad. All you folks. All of you. All of you.