I’m feeling disoriented,

out of sorts with the world

and seeing things I wish not to see

I may as well look in a mirror, to witness

the events in a different light,

the slant,

the obscene askew

and I pray for my soul

that I shall not become

the Jekyll and Hyde

in the seeking game.

 

Through a mirror darkly,

not one cracked from side to side

nor from bottom to top, but one

fractured and splintered

from front to back

through