I’m feeling disoriented,
out of sorts with the world
and seeing things I wish not to see
I may as well look in a mirror, to witness
the events in a different light,
the slant,
the obscene askew
and I pray for my soul
that I shall not become
the Jekyll and Hyde
in the seeking game.
Through a mirror darkly,
not one cracked from side to side
nor from bottom to top, but one
fractured and splintered
from front to back
through