The Anthropology of Magical Forms

I want to discover the magical links
Before they appear
Though to be honest I’d much
Rather actually see them
Than invent them whole-cloth
or whole-sale
Wouldn’t it be great if that were to happen?
Hallucinate my way into poetic fusions
Instead of just writing them?
Instead of twisting myself
Into pretzels alchemically
With nonsense salt
On top
Or on the plate?
This is what it all comes down to
For poets seers prophets and
Kitchen repairmen
Who turn the world upside down
This is what it means to have
Rimbaud’s gift
Lost too soon
To guns in Abyssinia.
The choice
The dilemma
The pick-em
The Trial
Real or imagined
Reality or the Absurd
One could ask: Why not both?
Yes and
Yes but
Won’t they cancel the link
The connection if they survive
Together
If they mate for life
And leisure?
To make a long short story shorter:
Magicians can demonstrate stuff
They don’t need to narrate
Any kind of long dreary slog
I like that