HITCHING A RIDE On THE HOCUS POCUS PONY

By G. A. Scheinoha

Magic isn’t a word,
just the way
you abracadabra them into
your eyes. Illusion
isn’t an art,
just how you twist
their minds
into believing these
white rabbit lies.
Legerdemain isn’t
another word
for love,
just the hat
from which
you pluck a dove,
before
releasing it
to the skies—and
proving your hand
is still fast enough
to surprise.

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