Perhaps,
perhaps the question
is not of who we are in our minds
but instead
where we have wound up to be
with the passage of time-
and time--
ticking seconds,
the blinking of eyes-
multiplied by the capacity
of a would-be lived life-
Indeed,
it could also be a question of
when we will reach
that place, or the faces
where our ends will soon meet
with the path of a victim
to the realms infinite;
lost in time- losing grip-
no control of our minds, tell me-
*do you see what I see in
the blink of an eye?