Break

across the floor
splintered
like laughter
glass shimmers
refracted
light between
bits of pooled
blood
the bedroom
mirror no
longer hugs
tightly against
the wall we
so precisely
hung
it upon
silence plays
between
our hands
as we pick
the smallest
shards of what
remains without
reflection

(November 17, 2013)

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