22 Year Old Magician Poem by Alan Browne

22 Year Old Magician



I met a 22 year old magician today.
He showed me a trick.
He had done nothing but smile at me.

I looked into his eyes and saw two dead brothers,
A dead father, dysfunctional mother
And an ill son.

I asked him how did he do this trick so perfectly?
He replied 'I have had lots of practice,
But he warned me that its not for the faint hearted.

Friday, April 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Dark
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Alan Browne

Alan Browne

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