under guise

–and in furor–

meet my eyes

in the mirror,

I’ll surprise

you still nearer,

when you Nod…

As you rest

~I will spirit~

in abstract

you will hear it,

in your ears

like a lyric,

you forgot…

In a dream

* and a vision *

missing scheme

minus schism,

the unseen

side of prism,

can be sought…

By the wise

> in reflection <

this surprising

connection,

will escape

all detection–

by the Gods.

 ©Karen Robiscoe