Mirage, Drops, Lagoon

The far off stare in which my eyes can’t quite meet yours–

at the late night disco fever,

insensibly & unconsciously,

gives away my inability to grasp

the universal type of connection

within this individual phenomenon.

.

Surrounded by the changing gradients in light,

and the low rolling mist,

my indifference in conduct suggests

some evidence of design meant to

withstand these turbulent markers set in motion.

.

It stings.

The cloudless clime at midnight

illuminates the reflecting pool

with a vision of the moon,

galvanizing the atmosphere

with its waning pressure.

.

All of this can be seen

midway between a handful of universal truths

and the beauty of a mirage.

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