The observer and the observed are the same,
yet that sameness cannot be observed...
You
are my...
Nurses see only
old lesions but for patients...
Silence connotes
all the differences are...
Is transparency God, or a soul,
something all the clear things share...
You are incurable
because...
I am SEEN but not
RECOGNIZED...
This is you this splendorous shine...
A mirror reflects
One image but there's lots of...
Life is a disease
that we must recover from...
Why do I miss you so
even though we're close at heart...
My soul is so tempered and tamed
in that temple of a little bloom...