Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Clouds

I think the mirrors
backwards,
that face is unfamiliar.
Maybe the prescriptions
wrong,
I can't even see.
This game,
I'm just watching,
but I don't want
to play.
I'm running though,
with my eyes
glazed over
and the floors gone.
Who were you,
to do that to me?
All faceless memories
resurface 
eventually.
I think my head
hit the sink
before it
hit the floor.





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