The Disappearing Act

This is my cycle paper. It is kind of an emo poem. Hopefully I won't make too many of these...If you've seen the movie the Prestige, the titles will make more sense to you. They are the steps to every magic trick.

I. The Pledge

There once was a girl unsatisfied
She could not be happy no matter how hard she tried
Then a magician came, he wanted her for his show
He said he could help her from feeling so low
She could be his assistant in the Disappearing Act
Oh the many people it would attract!

She gave him her mind-that sold the deal
She believed the trick had much appeal

II. The Turn

The show would begin at seven o'clock
For her, it had begun long ago, tick tock, tick tock

The magician began to do marvelous tricks;
Walking through walls and chopping up bricks
The girl was in love, she thought him wise
But the audience was not, they saw through his lies

At last it was time for her part of the event
The part that would cause all who saw to repent

An invisible something ate at her sides
She was beginning to vanish-it was a wonder to the eyes

No one protested, none were suspicious
Not a one knew the end would be malicious

Her skin became sallow, her eyes sunk in
It hurt to see her now, she looked so thin
But all the while, she just stood and smiled
Thus she hid her pain and all were beguiled

At long last, the girl disappeared
But for some reason, nobody cheered

III. The Prestige

The clock turned its hand, it was eight fifteen
We waited and waited but no girl could be seen

The prestige never came, there was none
I'm afraid our dear girl is gone

7 Ways of Looking at Hair

I.
Hair in the bathroom sink
Hair in my toothbrush
Everywhere, disgusting

II.
Yours, creamy caramel
Mine, dark chocolate
Both wavy, textured
A perfect combination

III.
Hair atop the scalp
Clinging on, graying
Hair detached, disappearing
Its color eternal

IV.
A curtain obscures the windows of her face
Hiding the inside, the wet truth

V.
Hairtips, lighter than feathers
An invisible force, tickling the surface of the skin

VI.
Pulling, tangling, knotting
Twisting, breaking, falling
To have it is an extravagance of beauty

VII.
A running start into a long-awaited embrace
And the curtain that flew away
to show her smile-
Everywhere, beautiful

my first post

hahahaha my blog title is so boring...that's ok. does anyone know how to change colors and stuff? that would be nice. :)