When you are at an arms length
when I am away from myself
when I turn myself upside down
and find you in my mirror
while I stay asleep
awaiting till death claims me
myriad dawns appear with urns filled with glee
while I walk for that extra mile
my rendered feet refuse to budge
my arms hung by my side
I tread on lost tracks
transcending through a labyrinth of
defeated souls
I rush
I trot
I arrive
to find myself nowhere…
