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