Pole-vaulting shadows
Catch the corner
Of your saccading
Panorama—wait!
Are those real shadows?
Nothing’s throwing them.
Well surely this is
Just one of the signs
Of your end’s approach.
Failure of vision,
Shadows, illusions
As the brain breaks down—
So long as you know,
Then they aren't scary.
Fine apparitions
Are entertaining
In their startling way.
Wilder and wilder,
Of course, but only
As emissaries.
Nothing’s throwing them.
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