May 31, 2012
By Skittyslap BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Skittyslap BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Mirrors for mirrors
light on light.
Foggy reflections
on a september night.

The light gray mist,
the rising sun.
The bright eyed man
who sees no-one.

Freezing dew
that slips down the glass.
And droops with life
that speaks of the past.

And the high peaked abyss
and stooping mountain.
A sure footed flower
to bloom near a fountain.

The pond’s black surface,
moon is bright.
To fall up
towards the dizzying height.

Night is day
and day is night.
Light is dark
and dark is light.

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