Bogleech.com's 2020 Horror Write-off:
ASYMMETRIES
Submitted by H. Tom
Two candles glow beside the bed, and I
Repose beside them, lit by my own lie
Projected outward from this screen to me.
Or is that sequence backwards? I impart,
If I trust anything, the start
Of all the falsehood in the fakes I see.
The candles are electric, like the cord
Connecting this machine to its supply
Of power, insofar as I
Myself cannot alone afford
It all its might. The yellow light
Of three devices dominates the night.
Repose beside them, lit by my own lie
Projected outward from this screen to me.
Or is that sequence backwards? I impart,
If I trust anything, the start
Of all the falsehood in the fakes I see.
The candles are electric, like the cord
Connecting this machine to its supply
Of power, insofar as I
Myself cannot alone afford
It all its might. The yellow light
Of three devices dominates the night.