By Sightless Mind

By sightless mind’s masterful mimicry

the light of dream counterfeits the light of day

so waking brings confusion of kindreds,

exquisite uncertainty of visions

I have seen what I could never have seen

through it into what may have been a depth

or a set of surfaces that were mine

and other than mine that I could still work

time is known only in mind and mind, to…