[Took in the mirror'd static...]

 

Took in the mirror’d static

--O! to dash against

water grasping edge’

s frail-content:

a face so sad, enjoyed, and gone

in movement onward—

at morning’s song, which rises to people squares

and draws, imbalanced, reflections

stunned…

 

“Give me the sky as a mirror,

so that I may never see myself coming to it!”