Magic Eye

Like there’s some hidden scene,
something after the end credits have rolled,
when the magic lingers but doesn’t fulfill.

Or when all other classmates have left and
the chance has come to talk with the teacher,
to get that finalizing understanding.

Like a final deep reach into the stocking,
or a check under the tree
to see if there’s one more present waiting.

For that magic understanding, waiting,
I stay up late.