NaPoWriMo Day 12: L is for love poems?


I was going to write a love poem, but sometimes you have to take whatever rolls off your pen…

Now without further ado, my NaPoWriMo poem-of-the-day:

 It was like magic.IMG_0213

I handed you the saw,

climbed into the box.

The only sound the ticking of the clocks.

There was a mirror. Smoke.

A rabbit trembled in the folds of your cloak, and

after the flourish, your top hat was askew,

cards fell from your sleeve.


Who are they clapping for? Who?




2 Comments Add yours

  1. JK Candlen says:

    OMG!!!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!!!!!!!!

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