NO CURTAIN CALL

Poem by: moonphish

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where does the magic go ?

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Submitted: April 10, 2012

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Submitted: April 10, 2012

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the queens and kings

and knavish things
have traded red for black
the ace of spades has made the crawl
to top card on the stack
 
a silk top hat
now battered flat
a rabbit on his side
he cannot hold his ears up tall
for he is petrified
 
a weathered cane
in corner, lain
dissolving into dust
the golden tip now has a pall
of pimpled common rust
 
the balls that danced
askew, askance
are scattered on the floor
the season's changed from spring to fall
and they shall whirl no more
 
a tail of scarves
no longer carves
a rainbow brightly bled
there will not be a curtain call
the magic man is dead


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NO CURTAIN CALL

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where does the magic go ?
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