The Secret Inside

    He crosses stubborn arms to decipher
    How coins can vanish, float, and change too quick
    For him to discover the simple tricks
    By which the tuxedoed wizard obscures
    An undemanding existence secured
    By facts. The superfluous mysteries,
    For the girl on his left (more easily
    Sold glitter that’s not gold), make life glister.

    His mind perceives nothing but cheap secrets
    He cannot know. Those years of practiced craft,
    The innocent legerdemain: artless
    Disguises in which truths are fancily trapped.

    If you look only for the secret inside show,
    You’ll die ignorant of what only outsides know.


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