A cutless mage
So weary of speech
The magicians basket
A tale to teach
For wanding and waving
The dreams of the dreary
The illusion of joy
A load he must carry
What spells, what tricks
Does his basket contain
A book of the difference
Between revere and disdain
For his shoes have been worn
And robe has no sleeves
The midnight mage
Lost his glow in the weave
Suspended in wind
The magician has forgotten
The blooming of Daisy's
Now litter his coffin
The townsmen share tales
As they laugh and they weep
Of the mage in the mask
Who never thought to speak
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 12:05 AM UTC
A cutless mage
So weary of speech
The magicians basket
A tale to teach
For wanding and waving
The dreams of the dreary
The illusion of joy
A load he must carry
What spells, what tricks
Does his basket contain
A book of the difference
Between revere and disdain
For his shoes have been worn
And robe has no sleeves
The midnight mage
Lost his glow in the weave
Suspended in wind
The magician has forgotten
The blooming of Daisy's
Now litter his coffin
The townsmen share tales
As they laugh and they weep
Of the mage in the mask
Who never thought to speak
