Poem 722








Dark triad
to sublime..
to wicked
holy trinity.
Three signs
that elevate us
to uncountable
infinities.

The mask
that hides
the mirror
that reflects
the string..
that pulls us
towards where
we need to be.

What might
we find upon
The Other Side?
The unattached
and unreflected..
unconcealed
nothing.

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