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by Charles Carreon
Borrowing the magician's
hat,
and upturned cuffs,
And a certain flair with the audience,
Introducing my lovely assistant,
Invisible as ever but lovely nonetheless,
I present myself to you
As what I am.
For my opening and closing act tonight
I will be everybody and somebody
And nobody and you.
I will examine parallelograms,
enteogens, exorcism ...
Making reference to the placement of furniture
In your living room.
I will tell you the story of a broken heart
and of the girl who broke it more thoroughly.
I will tell you how my lovely assistant
came to be.
We will walk till you are lost in the mirror-land
of mutating forms.
You will feel desire pulling you on through
Colored sand,
rainbow fountains,
Drifting clouds,
Across valleys perfect and serene.
You will journey far and re-emerge to
Red lips
chromed steel,
Cold leather.
You will greet the mirror,
Motherlover, angeldoubter ...
Poison popsickle sucker,
Lick and roller,
Tide rider ...
A ship burns on the sea at midnight,
And she is among the dead.
A clinging mist chills the harbor,
An old man's eyes scan the waves.
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