Archive for December 3rd, 2015

December 3, 2015

The World Inside

i have just fogged up
the dirty mirrors
on my bathroom
mother, with a
view of putting
my eyeballs
arduously in, as
the cat lapped at
a curtain, a horn blew
in the metro distance,
as she stirred in
her layered bed, natural,
non-sound; where the
just is just was
there to take.
all day long for this
preparation, rebirth
from here on out,
then out into it all.
i am a reflection had,
i was blind then visible.
awoken to resemble a cog
from dreams of the nod.
cleansed this simple,
inside world so nimble.
i was just there
in an adjusted stare.
and this mirror fogged up.

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