Abigor

Awakening although I thought I would never again
In a room with no begining or end
But for sure there is a centre
Nothing but vastness and an object of supreme magic
A mirror shaped as a pyramid
Black but still reflecting
My hands and arms but not my face
I'm watching myself moving towards this blasphemy
Attracted I float nearer and nearer
Trying to step aside but my journey ends behind the glass