I celebrate

You:

Shining glass;

Obscure

Me.

 

Soul-shade fumbling

About —

Tower of tears tumbling,

Heads spinning,

Footsteps sounding —

Away.

The nightly meetings

Got me falling

Apart.

 

My recording angel

Signing this lonely line —

With a laugh —

Focusing on

The flux of suggestion.

Unbreakable matter:

This egophobia.