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Familiar place, familiar thoughts,I feel it closing in.
Familiar me, familiar waste
I will the mirror change.
Look past the face, and past the window-
But the glass has no dimension.
Long for depth, search for substance,
Find another question.
Read the lines, know the part,
And follow all the letters.
Retrace my steps - look both ways,
I jump into the darkness.
Endless skies with finite time,
A metaphorical stopwatch,
Ticking, ticking, sweating now.
The pinpricks break the ocean.
Sinking into solid ground,
(They play between the seconds)
I grasp at comprehension, but...
(They die between the seconds)
The water ripples, comets streak,
They shatter my stability.
Look out the mirror, past the face,
I try to find my answer.