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February 22, 2006

Posted by anoddphrase in Uncategorized.
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 hey, yeah, i haven’t done this for a while, so again, with the rustiness… but yeah… erm…. yeah… hrm, hate this new thing where i have to delete every other extra line… mrm.

 

 

 

Alice
did it all for love… {of a reflection in the mirror}.

 

are you my mirror image,

                        or
my shadow….

 

              do you reflect me perfectly
            from the
fall of my hair
               to the hollows of my cheeks

                                                            in
that land where Alice got lost
                                                                        and
found the rabbit and the hare
                                                                 eventually,
                                                                                    after
a search which involved
                                                                                                            a
queen
                                                                                                     and a heart
                      a caterpillar
                 and a cat
                                                smirking
                                                                        mouth
like the moon.

i feel one at my side
            (unseen,
and unspeaking, but always there
                                    i know she is,and i don’t need to double-take
                                                                 or double-check

                                    i
don’t need to sew her
                                        or mend her
                                                                         
because i trust her

                                                                        with
life, heart, being, soul…

 

                                                                                                            my
soulmate
                                                                                                            my
other half
 

 
but ahead, there is my reflection
                 staring back at me
            opposite
me
              opposing
me
                   so different. and exactly the same.
 

 
                                                                                                understanding,
                                                                                                and new. 

                        and
i am so tempted
                                    to test the solubility of the glass ahead
                                        to see if it will stick to my hand,
                                                                        if
i reach it out
                                                                   the meniscus bending and pulling with me  

 

 

                                                     only so that i will lean back,
                                                                to

                                                                 ///PLUNGE///

                                                                                                in.

 
                                                                                                headfirst
                                                                                                and
eyes open.
 

 
                                                                                                            into
an
                                                                                                     adventure
                                                                                                  as yet untold

but to be treasured
in the hearts and minds
of the future and the acid trippers
 

 
                                                                        for
that is what love is.
                                                                a drug, a trip, a vacation, an adventure,

 

                                                                                                a
story.

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