Eclipsed,
by the curve
of your lips.
I unveil my eyes,
no longer blind
to icky little tricks
sewn closely
to your wrists.
Go...
go ahead now,
voodoo what you do.
Dizzy silly dazzled minds,
fracturing the rules.
Déjà vu wouldn't help.
No chance to reverse
ticking clocks
on the shelf,
soaring through the universe
of
yourself.