Breath Upon The Looking Glass

Written by: David Whalen

My breath expressed Upon the looking glass A living veil Composed of gas Eyes kept without Breath held within A visual shout A ghastly grin That fades away As does the breath As sure and certain As life and death The looking glass Now free of mist Lays bare my soul And doing so insists That I observe The exposed nerve That in said glass Persists I hastily breath anew On said looking glass To renew said veil of living gas Then Hie away Before it fades And draws me fast (and forever) Into the looking glass