Mirrors

July 11, 2012 § Leave a comment

Still moving mirrors around the place
from one room of thought to the other.
I hang one up opposite the window
but it was broken seconds after
for depth was its death.
I placed an other one next to the desk
where I used to write, framed with hope
to see that ghost again in the mirror.
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