[response to “Though I troll this house…”]

Staring into mirrors that aren’t
mirrors, but kissing separates
duplicating.  No one cares
if it’s messy; distorting
prism refraction.  Mirrors aren’t
mirrors, just two parallel
points along the y-axis.
The agonizing space between
beckons longingly.  You are both
true and wrong and a third
thing that makes you not
both or any.  Waves of
pressure flow over and under
the middle, along the center
of all things.

[read the response: “Off guard”]


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