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The left hand and the right hand begin working,

Working to create double vision,

 Perceptualizing the miracle, painting the town red.

Shrouded within a shimmering portal, same as before,

& Beneath the reflection a mirrored dream of innocence.

In the innocence of mirrored images a mechanism round as a marble

Rises and falls. Shattering above twin, holy worlds. Same as before.

Within this terrible possibility perhaps lies the intrigue,

An intrigue beyond failure,

Beyond the post-modern landscape any failure is a reassurance.

The reassurance of a terrible possibility.

Mystery centres wrestle with the impending implosion,

Endeavoring round the clock using the latest technology,

Such as sound in the centre of trees,

Processing data, round as a marble,

Rising like a feather in the breeze,

Until night with the force of an atomic blast

 Arrives, inspiring the melancholy of the absurd, forever.

The images above were taken from the internet. I do not own the copyright and have recomposed them for purposes of non-commercial parody or commentary under fair use provisions. The personalities are Ho Chi Minh, Einstein’s brain, young John Lennon, actress and inventor Hedy Lamarr, author Simon de Beauvoir, and Pieter Bruegel the Elder’s 16th Century painting Tower of Babel. Film stills are from The Keystone Cops. The mirror is Egyptian, from the 18th Century, held by the Brooklyn Museum. The computer scientist ‘unknown.’