Magicians
By brighteyes
Thu, 03 Apr 2008
- 638 reads
Come on in.
Nurse it here.
Athletic legs clop dressage
around your chair.
Pick one, any. You get to ask
each a question first.
Then you give over
to whatever tricks they've stowed.
Sweet blitz! They're perfect for this
and so are you. You want to believe
she's twelve, your sister, amazed,
close, really close,
in love. So you do.
Feed the meter
and you've got her. Then
you've not. The curtain drops
and she's gone without a bow.
The ushers sweep up. The house lights
buzz. Get out
and take your litter with you.