And I was eyes alone—
A curious departure.
‘Til thoughts reflect
inflections
Of the voyeuristic
laughter.
To disappear completely—
This aimless body’s aim.
The selfless self alone
could help
To fill the world again.
Now drifting out the
window
As the daylight starts to
fade.
Do you spy it through the
glass beyond
Your thin translucent
shade?
To look and feel will fail
To know your memory-ridden
face.
Now I see without direction
With a cool diffracted
gaze.
Everything and nothing
fill
The shrinking streets below;
And sleepers trapped
within themselves
Still drag their worlds in
tow.
Above, the formless
fingers stretch
To grope towards the
stars
Blind in their bliss to
inward depths
Expelled in cosmic fires.
The light below is failing
fast,
And with no light of its own
This voiceless voice is rising
still.
Invisible. Alone.
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