Confusion is tearing themself against them
within overwhelm
during realization of each one
having another one's face
of them being very unlike
some certain similiar spectral
one
other not
truly more than another
one's blinding shining a prism on
uncountable unclear colorsome
of everyone else's otherwise
one instant of truly inspecting
not truly your mirrage of any
of clean-cut
one off-angle
at checking right one before
you is
when us under each whelm
of mirroring none defracted
refragramenting occurring an unglanced
a vision of fearing their polished
self-reflectively looking through
eyes of yourselves inside
through a sideglimpse seen
after a sight in immediately
a lucid discovery not seen
our last whelm for so long
the first whelm so many before.

Kaleidoscope.
short of our questions
faced many
raised a mask's darkness
scattered I are my shadows
changed by myself not scanning
is their shadow
a fraction of who is a true shine
unlike beyond those two familiar eyes
blinks passed, ten each following
tacitly your close gaze from far
up to me down your highest abyss
flickerly it stares too
their whelming at me and you
the one who glares down one
confused glassy jitter upon
the reflection constantly counted on
every manyone
who someone's
you
are within
clarity we are belonging for.

Thus, timeless, eternity passed
not unlike a glimpse of a chance
who is someone of them sighting in
my fragile panes you inside
the one themselves to undisguise us
through my imagined frail
unshattered are soul being shared
returned
flashed forth
realized.

Brightness.

Soulsome spirits.