The Left and The Right Are The Same.

The star are dim but complete. My mind stretches beyond the black horizon which falls endlessly into darkness. I turn my head. On the left I see the beach streaking all the way to the perspective center. There are footprints on the wet sand, dark waves crash gently. My longing reaches out like a languid hand. I grasp at nothing.

I turn to the right. Candles burn, little glowering flames like stars burning in the sea. My world is turned on its side where flames burn sideways and my heart burns back. I stare, I focus. And slowly the lights etch their fingers on my eyes forever.