MIRRORED GAZE

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

Did I leave myself
Within reflection
Of your mirrored eyes
To view ?
The poet with
A staggered step
Saddened pools
In eyes of blue.

A ragged road
Without a sign
Leading nowhere
Scorching tears cried
Blistered feet
Each a crime
The pain within
Numbed by wine.

I hear the echo
Still see my face
Deep within
That glassy haze
A thousand sins
A million lies
My reflection trapped
In your mirrored eyes.



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