Hocus Pocus

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    I walkl through each hallway one moment at a time, wanting to feel something other than the nothing that I most often feel now. People espape me, and they never really see me... When will it end? Today is Monday.... But when will it end?

    Hocus Pocus

    Hocus Pocus

    It would take two more cells to make me invisible
    That is the entity of the nothing that I am
    If I spelled my named in the sand the letters would read like wind....
    Nothing spelling, nothing blowing
    I want to yell out that I used to be something...
    But that would imply that I was ever here at all
    I don’t think that anyone ever knew me...
    How could they?
    I was never really here
    Taking on names and gowns that weren’t my owns just to feel like
    to nothing that I belonged
    By invisibility is my master
    On a clear page of emptiness is where you can find me...
    Everyone thinks that I am crazy
    'being sad about being erased'
    I think that means that I have long gone insane
    Mad
    Welcome to my Mad House
    the guards kept trying to put me into a stray jacket until they kept falling straight through me
    They were slipping in and out of me
    In and out of me
    In and Out
    Out and In
    I’m Invisible

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    shallenemcgrath commented on Hocus Pocus

    01-20-2011

    You rock blu... I love this ghosty-invisible stuff you are writing... I am getting inspired by your stuff... I'm going to morph something from it. I have been looking for people writing truly inventive, and interesting things... not stuff like: "I'm so sad/You broke my heart/I can't help it/If I'm a tart." BOR-ing! You have me interested. I like it! I like it!

    Chaos128 commented on Hocus Pocus

    12-09-2010

    Invisible? Or a work of art waiting to be discovered? My bet's on the latter : )

    blvdobd2009

    12/09/2010

    thank you:)....very much

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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