04 Dec

An illusory distraction

to your magic act.

a trick I’m not buying

for I know that poof of smoke

won’t make you vanish forever.

and that show girl

trapped in the glittery box

might as well be me

hoping the saw blade ‘s sharp

as you start hacking away.

Careful for the heart–

its needed for your next scene

where you turn colorful rags

into lovebirds flawlessly.

The gradneous applaud that ensues

is your cue to bow and disappear.

To me, you’re nothing more than illusory,

babe, to me

you’re nothing but illusory.

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Posted by on December 4, 2011 in My "Love" Life, Snippets of Life


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