Alcyone's Mirror

Alcyone’s Mirror

 

We are the pupil of the window.

Dilating to let in the light – darkness

out there. A moment is ever-ending

memories. Your reflection of me is you

always was. The dyeing ember of dreams

misted by distant stars – the empty road.

December has pushed and pushed.

Visions through a glass eye – written into

a book of empty pages. The words scroll

across your forehead – but I dwell in sentiment 

in the lamplight.  

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This one is so beautiful a

This one is so beautiful a reading experience that I had to read it twice at once, just to make sure I was actually reading it, and not just dreaming of a poem like it.


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