Illusionist

Curled 'round my memory
...with your clever trickery
Raw emotions bleed out the same...
Sorrows of yesterdays fairwells
Mere casualties of illusionist blame...

Your Top Hat magic...
Rabbit with a Black Wand...
Disappearing into the dusk...
N'er returning with the Dawn!

poem by Theodora Onken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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