Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Chloe's Dramatic Exit

People sat, enchanted. 
Stood, the old magician,
on the stage, then hovered  
over Chloe reposing 
in the smoke.  His whiskers,
painted lilac purple, 
and his face, a crimson
red, with garish azure 
eyes projecting madness
packed inside enigma.

Chloe was gone (abruptly)!  
Reappeared a moment
later, as the smoky 
air on stage was clearing.
Chloe was nervous, laughing,
"Sorry had to tinkle."

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