Your Magic

In the middle of the night you awake

and in your mouth is the word 
that will save everything currently in peril,

and you cannot pronounce it,

and soon enough you forget it, but not the knowledge
that you once knew it.

It poisons your magic for a long time.

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About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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