Mirror

Did you see my dream
I asked the mirror

My dream had ended in sort of the vague
half day and half night
you walked right at the line between
through the scattered cloud
above the roaring waves and smashing sand
there are those two moons
perhaps like those on Mars
generating conflicts waves against each other
one spike after another

But you did not see
did you? because you simply flattern
all the dimensions to the plane
just as emotions flatterned
by time  and diluted dreams
like it or not
you hold our images steady
as if nothing were there to disturb
as if nothing could stop your reflection
of ourselves