nothing really demises

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~
nothing really demises
It returns
with a vengeance
in reruns
looking closely at reflected
face I trace the faint burn
line near chin
~
a hand emerging
from mirror
grabs and pulls
me inside
~
memories
seem to have taken
forms and are
riding furiously
streaming past on bikes
My real twin eyes
as big as saucers
open close
rhythmically
~
happy
sad ones
seem neck to neck
in this strange
mounted race
I remain stationary
they cycle away without
actually going anywhere
giving theory of relativity
a piquant twist
~
I roll over
falling
off the bed
shaken and
disoriented
now
fully
awake
~
artwork is by Mouni Feddag
used with permission
(copyrighted)

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