When Seconds Guess

"The White Rabbit always wondered what late was, and I taught him: always running hours behind the hand to sell myself for other's dimes, disparity of their demands slicing through layers of me till I am transparent. See to the other side of this fallacy, this Borderline person, until even the looking glass reflects on its own emptiness. Leave seconds guessing what they could have been if we’d played our cards suitably the first time."