Infinity is reflected between
the mirrors in our souls
repeating everything...
endlessly...
running in a never ending
cycle.

Yourself...
You do not know
yourself any more.
Just like i don't recognise
my pagan flesh
and those eyes staring back
in the mirror.

Cursed mirror! Liar...

My inside...
i can see it in your eyes only...
sin and heaven-the mirror inside you
shows all.

My eyes can only see relative
human perfection...
a shell-
no sins, my flaws are hidden
from my perception...

What if?...

What if i could see my inside in a mirror?
And that another mirror
that's in my soul
would multiply all my holes,
my incompletion
to infinity.