When The Magic Is Gone - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

when the magician is gone
(hence the magic goes with him)
when the magic is gone
it is easy

leave, it is not your show
they will close the room
and it will be dark
there will be no one there

it is simple,
why don't we buy another ticket
and be back
tomorrow night?

you're not available?
me too.

when the magic is gone
let it be.

it is that easy.
face reality.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 9, 2011

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