I say Death
And see death all around
Like that barbershop
I went to as a boy
With mirrored facing walls
I’d gape into as if
A tunnel into time
Smaller, smaller, smaller
Then fractal to no end
Trapped into a distance
Almost disappeared.
Quite a competition
They had going,
Those damn mirrors,
For my nothingness
Dissolution into
Time.
Quite a terror too
Quite a terror ‘til
I say Life
And see life all around.