Magic

I believe in magic

Our contemporary kind

Where taxi drivers turn prophets

Tyrants celebrity victims

Dieticians gurus

Sex and spirit melt

Stamped in the same three-sided coin

And life’s meaning lies one click away -

Below the line for credit card

In the past

A new car, even a sweater

Might incite intense happiness

Now ecstasy and fantasy

Make lunar green cheese a must-have

Perfect for parties and pizzas

Real magicians feel too old to flee

They quietly wait as

These handless sleight-of-hands

Grab them by the throat