Cloaks

You used to play with my feelings
like a magician with three tumblers.
The crowd whooped and applauded
as I tapped cup number 3 and you unveiled thin air yet again
'You can keep guessing all day' you said
'I'll always be one step ahead'
bowing to the audience
tossing your top hat in the air

catching it with the end of your cane
and I think I liked that more
than when you started to play Solitaire every night
your cloak of invisibility
turned into a burgundy dressing gown.
C&A I said, inspecting the label.
'It still fits' you said
'Ooh. An Ace.'