a poem by Lee Emmett, Australia - poetry writer, author, poet

Mr Magic disappears in much the
same way thought comes and goes
together with any hopes that one
day he’d materialise on tip of nose

suspect has silver wizard’s flask
something like a giant klein bottle
and instead of putting brakes on
he accidentally hit full throttle

miss quick-tricks and sleight of hand
acidic wit and dark, flashing eyes
Mr Magic now entertains Martians
wearing emperor-clothes disguise

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