Friday, July 5, 2013


You reflect me, by being you
As i see you in me
Or i see me in you
And the reflection is cleaved through.

Carillons of disquiet unfurl from me
At the prospect of our severence
Because, at best, with amplitude
I have regarded you with reverence.

Then why do i feel streaked with doubt
When my attempts to comprehend fail
Why, when i thought i knew all
Do i against random fate rail?

Perhaps you remain a blueprint
For that which cannot be known
Left with a shattered illusion
My indeterminacy i bemoan.

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