Small Bits of Illusion
Puppet reality prop-hand slips
illusive stage's illusionary curtain ripples
hypnagogic audience trance-like
Who noticed?
Did anyone else catch
Maya's fourth wall breach?
Maya,
may I please borrow-
without grasping,
five of your imaginary dollars
to go to the illusionary store?
Can I make my purchases
and still hope to
retain my emptiness?
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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