Sunday, 15 January 2012

fixing a dysfunctional family

you hit the cracked mirror
it fragments
into a thousand little pieces.

A thousand faces of yourself staring
and you think' what the hell did you do.'

You collect every bit of it,
deeply it cuts into your flesh
and you are burdened by another mending job

Fervently you are trying
to glue a family back together
but it is a mess.

It is glue and blood everywhere
but you finish it.


the animal in the mirror
now imitates your scream.

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