Reflection
A mirror opened out my picture
in a cool morning
reflected out the time that has started once rolling,
time that rattles now like a poisonous snake,
time that has made wrinkles on the bed cover my evening skin,
time that make my sex turned to words,
time that is reflecting me still on,
the geography of the school atlas,
reflecting the reflections of the
non-reflected burial of an identity,
The mirror reflected me towards the dark room
where I as a hazy invisible entity
an unrecognized me.
(to Linda)
in a cool morning
reflected out the time that has started once rolling,
time that rattles now like a poisonous snake,
time that has made wrinkles on the bed cover my evening skin,
time that make my sex turned to words,
time that is reflecting me still on,
the geography of the school atlas,
reflecting the reflections of the
non-reflected burial of an identity,
The mirror reflected me towards the dark room
where I as a hazy invisible entity
an unrecognized me.
(to Linda)
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