(A thing for Marvin's birthday. One of my more abstract poems)
Concentrate.
Concentrate
For the spells to
Work.
Chanting,
Chanting
From the ancient spell
Book.
Discovering the secrets
Of the world through the
Magic mind, keeping it open
Always.
Defying logic,
Bending reality,
Altering the minds of
Many.
Turning skeptics
Into believers,
Turning doubt into
Fact.
YOU ARE READING
Micky's Poems
PuisiA collection of my poems that I post on Tumblr. Warnings will be included before certain poems.
