We exist in mirrors

And shadows, the curve

Of the maze wall.

One way’s through;

One way’s return.

Devoid of shadows,

Absent reflection,

Each moment’s alone

In cold clarity.

Memory has no place

To go, so must be

Continually reshaped

In the turn and return

Of worry and doubt.

(January 10, 2018)

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