Smoke and Mirrors

[Dark Muse]

Smoke and Mirrors

I am a farce
I make people feel things
I never knew

I apply my art
with a skilled craft
a carvers knife
etching into the soul

I am cold
and ever bold
as I apply each stroke
without remorse

I live a lie within words
I bring it to the quick
watch it begin to bleed

Slowly I draw it out
bit by bit, than
regurgitate it out

I play with the illusion
of truth, and hold the souls
of others in the palm of my hand

I am a creator
a sculptor
molding emotions
with a twist of the pen
which cuts through paper
like living flesh

All smoke and mirrors
coaxing you
where I want you to go
I don't bleed sacrifice
but stage it.

[Justin Rockwell]

Ha! I like this alot, has a rhythm to it. I also like the bragging, you did'nt seem to overdo it. Great work.

please return the feedback...

http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?p=622743#post622743

[Dark Muse]

Thank you, I will take a look at your work as soon as I get a chance

[Pendragon]

Darned good poetry! :thumbs_up Rythum without any forced anything!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you