“Reflect me as I am, — three-dimensional!
Do not flatten me with your exterior,
rather curve from all the conventional
and engulf first my spirit ethereal
and then patch it up with new scenery.
Swallow light and reflect its radiance,
capture everything in your vicinity,
and invert the lines of your radius
as to include all of the outwardly,--
everything that is out of your medium.
In some sense, I guess that I’m cowardly,
I’m afraid of the permanent tedium
of the life on this side of the border...
so I beg you reflect me, I’m sinking!”--
Thus I prayed to oblivious water,
as the puddles were drying and shrinking...