Reflections In a Glass Room
"Gleaming diamonds in sediment seams,
The trickling washes slithering into streams,
Notching clouds serrating luminescent beams,
Hazy mirage of mosaic jigsaw dreams,
The interlocking notches of ones jeans,
Assorted tiles of pixelated screens,
Grinding, grooved cogs of steam machines,
Double-edged relief on drawn up vaccines,
Grasping at far away stars to stay up on a wave,
Gravity, anchoring has mankind shackled as a slave,
The bearing of antimatter flash in the black of a cave,
Fireballs, spiralling in diluted spheres at a rave,
The bipolar compass roots scattered forming a knave,
Burning sensations of liberty that which we crave,
Straying from hard beaten paths that others pave,
Ever lurching, learning with one foot in the grave"
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Copyright © Lillith Fox | Year Posted 2016
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