Life is the magic act
with way too many magicians,
they all have their special tricks
to dazzle me with some verbal illusion
showing me a means of escape
from the places
where I live
in front of a theater,
always showing movies
about locations I can’t visit.
The films star people who claim
anyone can find an amusement park to reside,
if you just try hard enough,
believing the mind is a wand
and the heart able to become so happy,
providing you just find that mystical trapdoor,
for escaping what you hate.
It sounded so perfect,
how I craved its secrets could be found
by listening to each actor speak his part,
hoping it would be so convincing
that I would fall through that entryway,
taking me from dull to dream.
I tried so often to follow their directions,
never reaching the prefect spot as promised,
realizing at last,
they spoke through a mask
keeping their eyes closed.
Author notes
7. a trapdoor
A contest entry
- Something a Little Bit Different by SomeGirlYouKnew.
1200 points, ended December 14, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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wow this is really good, but then again i love all of the things you write! i can very much relate to this piece, i love what you did with the prompt it's so unique, best of luck in the contest
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this has promise. you should probably look it over and eliminate typos before the contest closes.
thank you for entering ^_^
p.s. good luck.
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