incandescence confessions destruction well, we never met ; i find myself sitting  standing, relatively still a leaf, a painting on the wall ; half-smile   like a child ; compulsive control without thinkingwithout thinking ; lacerating seat belt ; am i really that intact ? pixilated adonis ; the narcissist illusion ; my visual grip ruptured the mirror ; i didn't notice ; shards swimmingspreading through the orbiting caverns inside my eyeballs ; leaking on my shoulders ; draining through my nostrils ; the framework trembles creating distorted manifestation ; never realized i am the reflection exposed ; experienced ; scrutinized ; cancerous ; blind ; index.html