"Wanna see a magic trick?"
the season asked.
—original poetry—pulls its flair
from beneath
its billowing gown:
loaves & fishes,
Leaves to smoke,
& genie wishes.
barrel down alleys.
Glide over waterways,
Seep through the cracks,
Dive into chimneys,
steal into naps.
the pangs - tinsel wreaths - romance
ribbons & string
candied kisses
baked apples
ruined appetites - shock.
exotic spice,
laughter & tears
through indulgence
through vice.