There's No Magic Anymore by Ivy

​There’s no magic anymore. The rain washed it all away. It died with the dog. Ran off around the holidays. There’s no laughter with friends. I’ve forgotten how. I wouldn’t know how to set the table or where I placed the vase. Or how music works. I wouldn’t know who drinks tequila or if they just want tea. 
There’s no magic anymore. Nothing kept up my sleeve. My wand is broken. I lost the candles for the cake. My intuition knew this was bound to happen. It was just a matter of time. The lack of a clock on the wall doesn’t make a difference nor the fact that I hate yellow. 
There’s no magic anymore. I knew it when I forgot to close the gate. Or collect my chickens eggs. When the dogs stopped coming when I called or cable dropped my favorite channel. I need old movies to see me through. No one is more enchanting than Jimmy Stewart. 
There’s no magic anymore. Coffee tastes like coffee. My ex roommate is a whore. Swings make me want to throw up. The sun sets without a flash. My mother can’t see through walls. Perspiration smells are sour. The bottles are all empty. 
There’s no magic anymore. I can see in the mirror in the dark. I taste dinner all through the night. My cars engine is frozen cold. There are no presents under the tree.  Flowers are dead on the grave. The airplane can’t take off.
​There’s no magic anymore. My vision is blurry. There’s a ringing in my ears. Prayers were never answered. Negative ions don’t lift my spirit. Candles burn out. The wind sings out of tune. Everybody’s sick. Schools out forever. 
There’s no magic anymore. I can’t find the map. States have rearranged themselves. Polar bears search for rainbows. There’s ice cream in my hair. There’s no Santa Claus after all. The highest skyscrapers did fall. Someone is moving the bunny rabbit around. I have the exact wrong screwdriver. No one smiles when they talk about me. 
There’s no magic anymore.