Through a Looking Glass Darkly

I’ve gradually lost sight
or clarity
to be more precise
to approach precision
one hand shakily outstretched
in this muddy night

I’m reaching for a switch
that never was
to swap this present for past
when I needed extra illumination
needed facts
more than fictions

These floors are familiar
well worn by fancy
but I can’t find my way
every route a detour
to endings
when I want only to begin

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