mirror mirror mandala
to my terms, i am coming
revelation, is it yours
or is that the money
who is running?
don't trust me this time mother cried
minor death to–
my father in arms
heart weighed by the count of a pound
count me round from ten on down
back me up, hold me back!
treasured friend
funeral singer inside of me
sing the song of time loving
begin an end, i made it up
exclaimed the child
can't we just pretend
dear father
whose heart i framed
living death living mural in me
romanticist who learned to breathe
forgot his ears were meant for me
dear mother's eyes can't you see
there's the love it sets you free
mirror image of my dream