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Sep 17
I went to
The Utah
State Fair

I was hoping to go
With my daddy Jaxon
I haven't known him

For two
Weeks but
I miss

Him, today, I watch the Hypnotist
Take the final imagined bow
Of what looked like a long career

Of
Magic?
Hypnotism

He's way better than
The hypno-therapist I saw
For those six months

He may not the best comedic
Hypnotist we've seen (is it weird,
I've seen five?), but he's not the worst;

He's very positive!

And loud

<^**^>
^^^^^^
LOUD

POSITIVELY
....
L
O
U
D
...

I felt like I was
In the midst of
A Faith Healing

Seven hour massage,
He kept promising it'd feel
Better than a seven...

Hour
Long
Massage

Anyways,
My new
Daddy

Couldn't come
And so I lose myself
In their silly faces

Forgetting for 45 minutes
Where I was, almost like I
Was hypnotized by Him

Closed eyes
I closed my eyes
A lot that day

Was I hypnotized?
I remember the beach...
And the goats!

They licked my fingers
And I laughed when one
Shouted and a bro tripped

But that's normal for fairs
And the fried oreo that made
Us almost slip into a ... trance

Wait. Wait, wait, wait...
I wasn't the one dancing in
Salmon shorts was I?

He looked like
Me, Kind of?
I'm so upside down

Bark
I fall backwards
****
Goats
Written by
Evangeline Ruth Hope  Transfeminine/South Lake, Utah
(Transfeminine/South Lake, Utah)   
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