1.15.2009

monday.

'i say damn your mood swings'.
monday monday monday.

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i am a reflection.
a reflector.
a pane of glass a chard of glass like the one i am afraid of.
the one i split my tongue on
the one in my mind that ripped my insides.
i am broken glass
a shattered reflection.
a coca-cola retro glass broken chard in a dish pit.
my crack goes all the way down.
my crack breaks your mirror and splits your face.
thats a quite a power it has.
all the way down ill split you in the middle.
break the broken reflection of your shell.
my chards cut the surface.
my reflection is broken.
i bounce your light off myself.
i give it i share it i take it.
its mine.
mine cuz im the reflector.
i share it i shed it i break it i absorb it.
im a mirror in a cup
an endless stream of reflecting breaking mirrors.
not like water not so lucid.
so much more like the glass im afraid of.
in control. unstoppable untreatable.
unbreakable because it works better in pieces.

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