tangled words
Thursday, June 16, 2011
  the magician
what are you doing out there?
I am making things go away
like a magician
I've got a little trick that
I use to startle myself

awake again, and bits are missing
laying bare bones and some familiar failings
like sand blown from drift wood

and the dry old bones and sticks -
that the wind revealed here -
are so achingly circular

but I am not weary,
just sad, do want to play
a game with me?

it starts when you see the bones
'cause I cannot hide them, the
tide washes them up always
and it ends, and it ends
and it ends
 
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