The future sparks,
The past barks.
The horror of the unexpected illumination,
The fear of the unscheduled revelation,
The unchangeable fate
That haunts through the night
Stays forever in the silent nights.
Written on 1 January 2016.
The Return of the Poetic Heart.
Wrinkles on the pretty mirror:
Who knows — about the underlying horror?
closed chamber
dimmed cigar
faded star
unhealed scar
The mirror of water
with its image hovers
and repeated over
over
and over
Yet covered
by the most pretty bloody flower…
Written on 18 September 2013.
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