Magical, but not that Magical

Magical, but not that Magical

A Poem by Crowley
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Well Then....

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Are you there?
The face of a child is the face of the universe
In that child's face lies everything and nothing
And in his pocket a quarter to make a call
Assuming God doesn't take collect calls
The child will have four minutes
To say everything and nothing
That happened since last Easter
Then comes the small talk
Which is bigger when God is on the other end
When the call is over she will sigh
And say out loud
"No matter how many times he asks,
I will not call him "It", that just seems disrespectful

© 2015 Crowley


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Crowley
Crowley

Phoenix, AZ



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