i ask you
to clap for me,
i am the
magician
and i have
a wand
history wise
i have turned a
toad into
a king.
a pumpkin into
a house and a mouse
into a horse,
you are not
impressed i know
but i ask you
to clap for me
and indeed you
oblige with
one clap with one
hand
well, it is zen
you brag
the Buddhist you
you want to
outwit me
the magician and
i believe you
and so on top of
my career
and behind this
lament that i keep
(for you never
love me anyway)
i perform my last
magic
which i know will
of course not
impress you at all
at any rate, this is
the magic,
i disappear
completely from you
and you shall never
find me again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem