I must be falling
Into the void
Still
/
And the disgusting
Images
I’m seeing
/
Are either
My
Memories
/
Or but conjectures
Of my mind,
Dying;
/
Endlessly deep,
Lonely
And cold
/
Is the imagination’s
Rabbit hole;
/
As through it
I half-soar,
Half-fall,
/
I can’t remember
Who I really
Was,
/
I’m seeing someone
I don’t
Recognize
/
Who’s doing things
Which make me wish
I didn’t have my eyes
/
Endlessly deep,
Lonely
And cold
/
Is this rabbit hole
With mirrors
For walls
Why did you have to wake me up?
Unhappy I was not,
Dancing with mists of Sleep
/
Since I remember, I have been
An unknown, a watch on the hand
Of Time, always counting something
/
My eyes – for much too long
They have been shut; now
How am I to open them to life?
/
Now that I have a body and a mind
To feed, how will I learn
How not to poison them with life?
/
Please, please, I beg you, leave me,
Ruthless morning sun!
The light unto the great book I can’t read
/
The book of life, written in every tongue
I do not speak, by someone
Much like you – the opposite of me
