Conjure (2008)
If you think the exterior is something, Mister,
Wait ‘til you see what’s on the inside.
If you think the façade is spectacular,
Wait ‘til you see the spectacle.
Wait ‘til you see what I can do
A front row seat, sir
Reserved for you.
Nothing up my sleeves, except
For my hands – and maybe
My heart – in full view.
Wait ‘til I step up on the stage
Wrap myself in lengths of chains
Turn myself inside out and upside down
Seal myself in a container of water
Pull myself out of a black felt hat
Disappear
Reappear
Saw myself in two
| for | you |
Oh, sir, don’t leave now
The show’s only half over
Why do you want to leave?
Sir…please – not before the prestige.
My banter is practiced
My patter’s down pat
No one turns a trick any better
of that – I am certain.
No one guarantees satisfaction more
Before the final curtain.
For my next trick
I require a volunteer
And, sir, since you are the only one here…
Inspect this deck.
Now shuffle and select.
[Your choice marks the end of the show
As you turn and head for the door
I flex and let myself go
Fifty-two fragments flutter to the floor]
Sir, is this
the card you picked?