From mirror to mirror before and behind High-stepping reflections step out of my mind In a chorus line although I never dance Like that but truth be told never had the chance Before somehow but I am doing it now With all the grace which two dimensions allow
Anyone could look good if the light is right But I had no intention to dance tonight So I am surprised to see me supersized Multiplied and stretching to infinity Yet I see who is dancing and it is me Inscrutably if stylishly realized
I came here with the most mundane intention I just wanted to try on a pair of pants And the dressing room man forgot to mention How these magic mirrors make one preen and prance But even if I never come out again There are worse ways to go and there is no pain:
"In multiplicity for eternity With new pants in a spacetime anomaly Dressing Room Eight presents: Steven Curtis Lance"
Chrissy
Michael