Through the Looking Glass
smoke darkened glass
shone while revealing
a secret, perhaps truth
whose imagination speaks?
Decompressed thoughts evaporate
onslaught of pixilated moments
cats image, mothers face
forms informing
standards fly with surety
blazoning arms,
lion rampant
another time
fascination ensues...
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