...clouds and clocks drift
inside silken mirrors.
A flux of panoplies of skylines
Expand in paradigms
as
I look through
the window high.
Pale rose and lavender
at the corners
of the eye...
Walls
Of vision twisting, burning
Like a candle
Molten image of city lights flowing
Through mental passages in refractions
Of curtains swaying
Before the window.
Myriad trails in the room,
Tiny flashes in my eyes...
Moment of night
When the
moon solves
The net of stars
Laden with the lost catch
Of time
Like a vast fish
Of white fire
And
Leaps back, escaping into
The Sea
of Mind
engraved with cosmic reflections
even the planets
move
as in a labyrinth...
As fog rolls through the city
and
I
Only search for
my missing love, she
The Reward
at the end
of this maze…
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