creeping fingers chill my flesh making the nape of my neck recoil and the hairs rise from their roots my eyes itch behind the retinas an all-encompassing vision pounds within my skull i realize i am not who i am every knowledge accepted as fact has been spattered and sullied defiled by clinging self-doubt left over right right over left my comfort is replaced by a weaning amnesia the reflection is no longer i the crossroads converge into me i beckon a spark of recognition to replace the darkness with light closing my portals and wishing for Oz i feel my senses stumble and fall tilted over the borderline eclipse breaks and i am reborn basking in renewed spectrum pounding ceases and gooseflesh calms so-called enlightenment is betrayal my own worst enemy i quickly cede look from the mask to the mirror smile and grind the old into dust

phoenix mckenna © 2000

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