The world ripples and shivers
The world is liquid smooth
The world doubles back
It rises and falls
and I am only now seeing
that this is not the world at all
my sight so shallow and limitless
until now has failed to warn me
that my world is mere reflection
upon a silken sea
these colors steeped in blackness
are not reality
these waves and ripples
aren’t how the world should be
and yet
can I bear to lift my head
raise these half-blind eyes
attempt to absorb true substance
in place of reflective fantasy.