I picked up a shard of metal.
Turning it slowly.
Watching my eyes bend into one another.
Like two companions on a ship,
Guiding the same rudder.
The colours tremble and erratically flutter.
Shimmering Emerald, peridot and amber.
I tightened my grip,
A futile attempt to subdue the carousel of images,
Painting a mosaic on my elbow of the places I visited.
Gentle stirring my thoughts.
Loosening my gaze
The shard eclipsed.
Catching another facet of my eyes and lips.
Worlds apart
I recognise not one.
Mirrors often reveal what’s undone.
The Primordial Sun
Imagine seeing a huge, overwhelming mass of land reaching into the sky every day, so far and unattainable, you walk for miles on end and finally reach it.
The Man That Cheated Death
We played these games. Lifted pictures frame by frame. When death came to fetch me, I tangled him in my web. Smiled.
Tanaki's Timepiece
On desert dunes, I stroll alone, Amidst a sea of burning stones. Beneath the fiery sun's relentless glare, I walk endlessly, with words of prayer.
The Breaker
Old bonds strain against the weight of flesh, two souls are bound by cosmic forces, delicately balanced between fire and shadow.
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