poetry

Magic & Hearsay

Little Sister meets Big Daddy (street graffiti from Waterfront Trail)

There’s a man I (think I)  know
Who opens office doors
In grey sweatpants &
a stained white tee.

If you’re not careful
You will think nothing of him

as you make your way in
What would turn out to be
The place where you will spend
The rest of your waking hours.

Mentalists will often say
Human nature is a marvellous thing—
For it is human nature to believe
That one is entirely and overachingly unique
And that one’s thoughts and inner secrets
Are impenetrable to the public.

YET
the reason why
Magicians can tell
A woman will choose the queen of hearts
Every time they are given 52 other options–
is because most women do.

Just as petty thieves can tell you
That most people’s safes
will be hidden behind a landscape painting
inside the master’s bedroom.

Mind-readers will tell you
to watch people’s feet
(instead of trying to decipher
whether it’s Dolce or Gabbana)

Because most people are aware
that their inner thoughts can be transcribed
from the way their fingers tremble
or the way their lips purse–

But most won’t think twice
about their feet’s own version
of curling into fetal position.

Move your feet
From cold basements to lushful greens
Because most people are content
Living other people’s lives
Rather than their own–
(that doesn’t mean
you have to).

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