David Kowalczyk - Prestidigitation

This word is best pronounced
preceded by an extended gasp.


The epitome of this,
the antithesis of that,
it loves to rush about
with a dagger between its teeth,
and to play Hungarian rhapsodies
upon the violin.


Laughing its silent little laugh,
it is both mother and father
of the wind.

David Kowalczyk

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