motto of magic but illusion

some house at besiktas

“making something disappear is not enough,

you have to bring it back

to make people believe.”

there i am

reading pages of a book, under a solemn light,

they can see me staring right

at the corners of each page,

turning bright,

in between red_read past lines.

i can be heard, i can be touched,

no eye sees me at first sight.

anyone dare to dream? believing in magic?

how to disappear completely, parts I+II

disillusion itself is already magic.

i believe i am invisible,

when nobody’s looking at me.

“and all the lot

it’s what i’ve got

it’s what you see

it must be me”