Whoa, hold on, don’t move, I beg, don’t speak!
The last moments have brought a revelation
It’s not the same, the lights are on, brain awake
I’m frozen, petrified that life is about to swirl
To dive and roll, far beyond my reaches, my control.
Because if there was some kind of mess up,
Some way or somehow that we’ve met this junction
I’m so sorry, you’ve been misled and I, misunderstood.
Clarity has been lost amongst layers of interaction
Your perception of this and “us” is upside down
Our lenses don’t share densities or focal lengths.
Please remain calm as I try, frantically, to save this
Returning and rebooting to an agreed instant,
One where we were friends and nothing more.
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