Poetry · Writing

October Night

Blink and it’s on:

the rabbits out of the hat

and there is no looking back

at it all up and it’s my chips running flat

back to the ring up

colleague checks bounce back

coliseum never call back

and the rabbits back in its hat.

There it went.

One minute and it’s back to the lab

work on the flow until it’s flawless and they’ll call back.

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