Trick Or… Poem by anais vionet

Trick Or…



a play, in 3 Senryus…

I use make-believe
overwriting memory
to bring me some peace

The fiction I've weaved
you're at the store - you wouldn't leave
is a fool's relief

So I take mine neat
sweet opiate of self-deceit
my strange trick or treat

Saturday, October 23, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: fiction,memories,leaving
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wanted something seasonal, with trick or treat in it. What if the trick were the treat?
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anais vionet

anais vionet

Paris, France
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