x-ray mirror

tunnel seems so long

touching the bottom

a slim reflexion

punctured my vision

i didn't notice

beside the last door

standing on nothing

there was a mirror

even inside. scrutinized

i am

he is

the face i hate

refracting cells and prismed self

who's x who's y in a blank place

i can't believe this is my image

like the mirror without a frame

baring a scarred side

open in daylight

recoil and reply

farside of my pride

the introspection

ruptures the blood core

magnification

draws out the mirror

seeking me out

what will he find?

i am

he is

a repugnant state

i can't shake this curiosity

my privacy starts to fade

i can't believe this is my image

like the mirror

a polar exchange

he gloating over my fleeting image

he used to be me

he knows who is free

how long will i wait. here

stuck in this void place. here

i can't believe i am the immage

within the mirror

into the chrome lake

the glass is broken

but i look the same