Focus: This Picture (IV)

I saw you see me
See where seeing has left you
Inside me, without you
Without truth, maybe truth
But false ones, black eyes
For every turn, every tweak
Malpractice invigilator
Learnt the art of making others
Fail just by staring
Love is staring, until
I saw you see me, now see
I’m looped myself till you grew old
Replayed till you saw stagnancy
Now see where seeing has left you
We left you, you see!

LARDO