I gaze upon your visage with unfamiliarity
Separately, every feature recalled in clarity
Yet the mind can no longer mend it whole
Puzzle pieces amidst a peerless black hole

I question the authenticity of your existence:
"Are you a person left without consistence?"

While each part of you reacts in resistance:
"I reject that the spirit is without subsistence."

...Your eyes burrow with a darkening gaze
And my own perceives with a lingering haze
The exterior exhibits an obscure inner verity
While the immutable abides to every polarity