Now Stop, Face Reality Poem by RIC BASTASA

Now Stop, Face Reality

Rating: 5.0


you have shown me
how to convert
this newspaper strips
into money

how this flower
turns into a white
rabbit

how the rabbit turns
into a hat

then back to a newspaper
strips again

magician, i am tired
of your illusions
how your hands
deftly deceived my
weaker eyes


now i have my last request
please perform this magic:

make yourself disappear.

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