the house crumbled
it was a brownstone
but castles and hovels had crumbled before

a house beckoned
duplicate brownstone
but hazy mirages could tempt me no more

life in the ruins...

down

down

down

so many sub-basements never guessed

on

on

on

so many passages east and west

light in the ruins...

the mirror glows
glimpsed in the torchlight
(those turrets and spires, have I seen them before?)

seize the torch
step through the mirror
stand on a summit o'erlooking the shore