I'm a Magician
I’M A MAGICIAN
I’m a Magician married with my bridesmaid
I’m a wizard loosing mine’s touch
I’m a Rajah looking after number one
I’m a seer uncovering cards
Now looking himself at the glassball.
Look at me
Saying Relic, Passageway and Kiss
And asking to the Ball
“What is the future?”
And the Ball saying thhrough myself:
“As a predictor, there’s no future
Because as do You see
There’s a set of fundamentalism
Toward which people will again and again
Make hates and wars.
Responses to the present and future situations
Arte ever the same:
The old Zodiac meditating to Death
Full of great encounters and great silences
As responses to all situations”.
The smile of constellations
Wet one’s face into existence
Where we are taken care of a paradox cat
Stirring by a thought, but of what?
Copyright © Daniel de Culla | Year Posted 2016