The ATKT.in Cypher is an exclusive community of some of our favourite artists and talent across categories of artforms.
For the month of July, here’s the submission of Deeksha Verender from Christ University Bangalore, a member from the ATKT.in (Writers) Cypher on the topic – ‘Magic’.
Sawed me there, and you looked at the applause
like you did something dirty and you couldn’t
understand why they would cheer for you, I was
in the supermarket when the bird flew out of your
waistcoat and fluttered onto my shoulder, you were
all scorched up, how many matches did you light
when you saw me? You were all scorched up,
tired, but you glowed, like I was looking at you from
lightyears away and watching someone that was
When you spoke of Houdini, you always came back
to the straightjacket, he ripped himself away from
the one we could see, but what about the one we couldn’t?
Upside down in New York City, you tell me you are not
an exhibition, you’d rather be dead. But the crowd never
stops watching you. But the applause never ends. They
watch you watch them, but they don’t see you staring,
not seeing much of anything,
When you saw me, your sleeves were on fire and I was
the only person in that damn store who didn’t run for
a bucket of water, you looked like lightning in the midst
of cereal boxes, and I was already yours, the first words
I said to you were, ‘I will let you saw through me any time
you want.’ Magician seeking Magician’s assistant, you
found me, and for the first time, someone did not clap when
they saw you.
Before he died, Houdini said ‘I am tired of fighting.’
You wake up some nights thinking of him.
‘But what about the straitjacket no one else could
Who applauded that?’