A Mirror Facing a Mirror Facing a Mirror
Part I : The Man In The Mirror
Clack! Clack! Clack!
Rays-or-blade strikes glass
Divvy up, form chalk li~nes
Which One will You cross?
"Of course! Of course!"
You replied:
To Me, Myself and I
No eyes, nor ears
No witness; two
conversation: had
between I and You
"Speed me up! Speed me up!"
I wondered: why?
"There is no time!"
No time ? No time?
That, state meant, has no reason,
has no rhyme
An: irrational fear,
that brings about a tremble
Is that the bathroom light?
It shines!
Move foe-ward, seduced by its glow
Step where the shadows flee
look, into the mirror
See, “what”: You will see(d)
Makeup smeared by sweat and misery
“Who,” “Be”, remains unclear
So approach as you would a beast
Movements match your own in time~
(As) a crowd (which) cries in union
Why do you now refrain ?
So then, let it rain
And so then, let it rain
Drops which drip down
your cheek
And drag, down, to bended knee
Ro~ll-in…
Ro~ll-in...
"I can-not save my Self, can I just save You?"
Just run....
"I swear; I will; take You with Me"
An empty promise;
the man in the mirror
In: the end, ”It” is just a mirror facing a mirror facing a mirror
About the Creator
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