The Eye by MC Escher.


coat my world

and make it palatable

when the dark comes

charging in

after breaking down

the door

I let Illusion in

let it clean the floor

and pick up

the things that fell

straightening the swirl

and tell it

to go to hell

just before

I beg for more.

T. M. Urank

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