I.

It is the case that I, too,
under the light of this reflective
eye, need a prolegomena.

The night is no longer to be
feared, because its blindness
is the aridity that evokes
and fosters dreams.

I am the citizen of a virtual
city, buffeted by a million
languages competing to be
genuine. It is a city of
cameras that destroys those
who are too scared or
self-conscious to begin,
but before I speak outward
to those hardened skeptics,
it is I who must be convinced.

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