A flipping page
stops
in mid air
transparency
of paper
faint glow of light
seeing words
from the underside
mirror-like
print
random moments
thoughts
a future
version of myself
reaching out
to present
self
like seeing words
reflected in a mirror
unable to read
or comprehend realms
limitless dimensions
moving and still
I feel
insane
offense, defense
and yet
you should know
shouldn't you?
Notes to self
literally
foreign language
I used to think you were so
angry
am I?
I was never good at
reading between the lines
I'm wonderful, however,
at filling in the blanks
my conditioning
2 fish
in the same sea
humor me
testing the waters
this won't make sense
but, if you will
to me
from me
you see
the irony
subtleties
clarity
I come in peace
I hear it's lovely