HEAD IN A MIRROR
Looks at me
with blackened eyes
motionless as a lead ball
with blackened eyes
motionless as a lead ball
in its heavy wine skin
a memory foams
seeking roots
a memory foams
seeking roots
furrow on its forehead
opens up like a wound
from which wild sprouts
come out
opens up like a wound
from which wild sprouts
come out
side-lit
it hovers in the void
it hovers in the void
doesn’t move its lips
it’s menacing
in its transfixion
it’s menacing
in its transfixion
why is it speechless
leaning against the wall
leaning against the wall
in its stony countenance
memories are reflected
memories are reflected
torn from the body
it sleeps like a lilac bush at night
it sleeps like a lilac bush at night
it looks down on me
armed to its teeth
with patience.
armed to its teeth
with patience.
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