A sleight of
hand magician.
On the
Sausalito Pier,
Busked for
tourist’s money
Confounding
those who gathered near.
There never
was a better show,
Seen while
waiting for a boat;
Than the cigarette
burns he inflicted,
That turned invisible,
in one’s coat.
He provided
the queue a respite,
From their
travel-weary miles…
This
commuter from 40 years ago,
Remembers his tricks with smiles.
All who
boarded the boat learned,
Reality can't
be taken for granted…
The life we
took so seriously
May very
well be enchanted.
Dedicated to
Harry Anderson
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