Another Key Chain In The World Of Illusion... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the excitement about nonsense is that many people come and
find a castle, and they find the door into it and finds a princess

with golden hair beside a king with crown and scepter and even
a singing queen and the dancing minions in a mayhem of the victories

of imagination and the magic realism of all the mothers and fathers
of verbal illusions and then you hear not from far the clapping of

the hands of a big audience in a theater with thick and long curtains
and absorbers of sounds and light and there you are at the center

of this scandal where the hero is killed and the villain becomes
well decorated like the general from Yemen where the lions and tigers

kill themselves leaving only the elves and mermaids in the chambers
of the marvelous and the terrific mixed with the horrors of your eves-

droppings like the claws of the blue bird clinging to the blue vines
of Terana where as the story goes: they live happily ever after.