you
a harlequin
cum harry houdini
you
my cuddlemonkey
a cunning comparison
of copperfield
you kiss
a clever criss angel trick
of hand & eye
count the time
to see which first
cuts to the quick
you
sage of ancient times of lore
old wise anansi
who stole stories from the sky
you
tricky
you are understated
to be considered a mystery
for you
are positively puzzling
my sudoku mistress
you run a numbers racket
ratcheted squarely
on a mathematical algorithm
which you manufactured
you
tricky
smell my flower
make me your clown prince
find me funny
laugh girlishly
at this joke
you’ve made
of me
you
tricky
play the fool
for everyone does sometimes
but who wants to be
a fiddle
when this rhythm
in your heart
is out of tune
doesn’t that song
sound fun?
you
tricky
slight me once
i stand in wonder
slight me twice
i’m thrown asunder
three times slighted
and i’ll assume
you’ve come to me
with a loaded deck
a two headed quarter
and the magician’s
assistant to spare
for
you
are
tricky
and no matter
how many times
you choose to come back
i can only conclude
that you are planning
the same old
disappearing act.
