Monday, January 8, 2018

Duel Mirror

The Mirror shines
But not reflect
Draped in dust
Did not expect
Winter's calling
Wolf comes next
Heavy breathing
Now comes a sigh
Constant needing
Both low and high
Freed the Sun
Escape the day
Hawkish moon
Pungent ache
Unearthed dusk
Whispered shame
Shallow grounds
Weeps her grave
What she sees
A mind insane
Her soul weary
And does not hide
What is painted
Mirrored inside

Co-written with Thomas Spychalski

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