visions

broken mirrors

written a little less than a year ago in creative writing

      things that turn
   you off and
   shiver in the night:
   the lights are trembling and
   they flicker shudder shine
then out. the cold
mirror above us tries
   to reconcile its post-light
   ending, but it is
   not light. it's not
   dark, either, but
   absence of dark
   is not the presence of light
   and vice versa.
the blue mirror that we
   swear by and the shine
   that brews our
   medicine and the one
   great mystery above us,
it is an imitation and it is a
lie.