the Scene Looks like an HourGlass
Looking like a LookingGlass
his Double iMage tries to Transform itself Through the Hole
to the Higher side Conviction
from the Lower side Suspiciosness
his Will to be Sure, but never Realizing
this Third man is Turning
Their Minds into Struggle with each Other
till ilLusion is Master of the Whole Mirror
building Prison out of Empty Space
turning Freedom into Golden Sand
then Picture by Picture Eats his own Balance Up
Drinking Endless Variations from a Paper Cup
till he Falls on the Scene, maybe Dead
with a Crystal Ball proudly through his Head