Remembering Reality

The magic was here

Long before you.

And magic knows well what you can do.

But you don’t know and never will.

If you believe you have no skill.

And cannot use your force of will

To remember what you can do.

You were born into this stew.

Micro, macro, all the way down.

And up and there and all around.

Simply forget how you are bound

By limitations you have found

So comforting, you’re just like them.

Hanging on average til the bitter end.

Normal, pally, is not your friend.

It’s a cover over all that magic.