Bag of Mirrors

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The four walls are closing

on my circle

where the slippery walls

have pinned me to the air

breathing is a tunnel

to the surface

where coloured lights

are flashing red and white

across the shaking curtains

of my sky

the afterlife has got a sense of humour

he slipped a bag of mirrors

in my tea

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