Poem 504








They say that
when you venture
nothing..
there is nothing
that you stand
to gain.

Alas,
only The Fool
is premature
to play his only
sleeveless ace.
The One that lies
concealed..
beneath his skin.

The card he pulls
on you
not from the deck..
but rather
from behind your ear.
No sleight of hand
is even needed here..
only dark magic
powers this profane
and wicked trick.

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