mazes and mysteries

eyes spark;
it's the sleepy weight
of a thousand lives--
are they your own?
don't you wish you knew?
everything is wrong,
and the ocean is strange.
you don't have to beg for your life.
your disciple, Mystery Wilde,
says with a grin,
"there's a lot to be said
for not being dead.
I'm amazed I've made it this far."
she lies to me.
where did you go Poe?
did Bitter go over the border?
Mr. White, do you miss your wife?
Houdini, how'd you like Sarah's home?
will children invade your nightmare?
will stones fall from the sky?
is Ezekiel on the UFO?
will Venusians teach me fire?

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