Nov 1, 2016


What happens when the mirror cracks
Do you write poems
on your split cracked face?
Do you get real:
Get a new glass,
Puff on some powder,
clutch up the disheveled locks
With assorted pins,
Perfect your eyes (imperfected by smudge)?


Dispose the old bits carefully.
Glass hurts, and leaves nasty marks,

Even after the drops drain out...