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reflections

 

the mirror reflects a narrow room

cracked yellow paint an open

door and dark grey eyes

solemn as greek tragedy


it hangs slightly atilt

the thin room tilts back

but the eyes remain level as

ancient plains of slaughter


i struggle to lay recognition

upon those eyes but they

evade my grasp with the skill

of an olympian athlete


so i just reflect on the mirror

and count my good fortune

that the dust before me has

obscured all sense of self

 

 

 

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  • wendy
    February 2
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    Like the old saying goes, "Eyes are a window to the soul". Sometimes it's hard to see the reflection of our spirit that has been broken down by traumatic experiences; whether it is caused by our own hands or that of another.


  • stompsalot
    January 23

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    Love the images this paints on my mind! Very vivid. Excellent write!
    Thanks for sharing your awesome talent.
    Blessings and Istomps


  • a dozenglassroses
    January 19
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    You painted a vivid picture here Great job!