[00:20.99]Once upon the moment of beauty laid long past
[00:34.50]the itch on the cheek of a mute mouth clasped
[00:47.36]in a twirled looking glass, to go or stay
[00:53.80]in course at its own display
[01:00.28]a pot, a pan, a cutlery board,
[01:07.30]a pepper and black spice tray
[01:16.97]Time spooled, unspinning
[01:23.32]life scrolls unravel
[01:29.45]the telling tale wends bends
[01:35.65]and breaks these tomes we travel
[01:42.35]over and again we abide
[01:54.44]but which side now of the
[01:58.32]looking-glass facade am I
[03:15.83]Memories haunt like diamonds
[03:22.30]reminiscence swirls as smoke
[03:28.88]nettles in the morning
[03:34.67]at night steeped straw of oat
[03:41.52]petals of jasmine, anemones
[03:47.58]in a water bowl afloat
[03:54.50]how grace arranged the chance array
[04:00.70]come eventide's shifting glow
[04:10.40]Bend and stretch, swing and sway
[04:16.26]I am as a snake in your hands
[04:21.57]wading lose as oars of two creaky boats
[04:27.66]that play patterns with silt on the sand
[04:35.40]black coruscation, loam liquid beads
[04:40.53]the Orb Weavers spin the length of their wheels…