Becky Oatway

(Sexsmith, Alberta, Canada)

Magician - Poem by Becky Oatway

I am inept...
Seeker of the means to justify
But not to be held accountable.
If reality is only an illusion behind
Magnification, what then is left
For the eye to see?
Exposure is condemned to darkness
By the scrutiny of brilliance.
Sweet revelry is abandoned
And assumes nothing of the shadows
But that which is lurking ...
Blind reception lies dormant
In the eyes of a fool.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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