Abracadabra/ A.G.K

Abracadabra

Give me magic illusions
How much illusion there is in the world
A never-ending TV series that I watch
And do not recognize myself in it
Here too a jagged hat
And a rabbit
with bruised paws (applause, people, applause)
And spells the tongue rolls
Into wide sleeves
and hidden drawers
rolls and rolls and ridicules

Let me jump out
of the hat.
Let,
let me do that;
I too can chatter scorched slogans
Let me and I’ll jump, instead
of this bruised rabbit
With it’s haunted gaze.
(Ho god, the piteousness)How much illusion