I Am Disappearing
I am disappearing.
Even the night brightens with dawn for a better glimpse of my apparition.
Houdini's heir apparent there then gone apparently vanishing into thin air.
I am swallowing my own skin.
Even the sun unhinges for a closer look at the bleached bones of a ghost.
An escape artist painting himself out of a self portrait within this still life.
I am surrendering to the ether.
Even heaven cannot divine where my spirit lies between earth and moon.
A soul skipping through time and space like a stone across black water.
I am disappearing.
Even science cannot posit a reason for the vaccuum left in my absence.
Hubble alone like some glass blown Galileo searching the stars for a sign.
Even the night brightens with dawn for a better glimpse of my apparition.
Houdini's heir apparent there then gone apparently vanishing into thin air.
I am swallowing my own skin.
Even the sun unhinges for a closer look at the bleached bones of a ghost.
An escape artist painting himself out of a self portrait within this still life.
I am surrendering to the ether.
Even heaven cannot divine where my spirit lies between earth and moon.
A soul skipping through time and space like a stone across black water.
I am disappearing.
Even science cannot posit a reason for the vaccuum left in my absence.
Hubble alone like some glass blown Galileo searching the stars for a sign.
photo: harry houdini circa 1899
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