Quatrain of Fairy Tales - 536 - Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Fairy Tales

To spin a tale of fancy,
to wash emptiness
clean,

The mind so sharp, but
caught in a fanciful
scheme.

Baked in an imaginary pie
crust, shaped like open
eyes,

The spirit of my laughter,
tastes ever so sweet in
disguise.

Yorktown Disciple