You Won’t See Me Now
Can any woman make it
in that clear world of magic
who steps through the smoky mirror
watch it happen from the other side
looking back at collapsing histories
say where did the mother go, the nurse
the daughter, the wife, the little sister
once by the fireside and the flame
I'd ask too, but I’m on the other side
navigated by extraneous spells
the bewitching power of time
high over this endeavour to know
stepping over the stray cats of a life
always the magician, how do I forget.
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