when my face crawls up from beneath the mirror
my eyes are like two beats in an ambience
and my mouth is like a fissure that splits everest in two
and the light shudders at how wrong this is,
it settles my hair over everything to cover it up.
i pulled aside the curtain
(i've said that before)
(am i right about this?)
(am i losing it?)
then i didn't —
i left it where it was.
maybe the best path from now on is just
to give up and let things be.
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