Magician

a Poem by Raquel Swann

With each passing moment,

I melt away like ice on a summer’s day.

In the pool of excess water,

you can find traces of a person

I used to be.

Underneath the final sheath,

locked in chains,

bound by keyless handcuffs,

I await escape.

It will be my greatest magic trick.

Now you see me,

Now you don’t.