You want to know the secret

             behind my trick--

the subtle shift of matter,

            the way I move and am not seen?

What if I told you I use no trick,

            no gimmick in my act,

no hidden heart up my sleeve

            no trap door beneath my feet?

Would you cover an amused

and patronizing smile with a loud, unnecessary cough?

Or would your eyes sharpen and shine?

            Would you believe me?

My magic has no explanation--

            no phrases that fit

But wait,

watch

listen…

It’s there…

Are you paying attention?