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A cry for help, falls against the deaf ears of a mirror.


Submitted:Oct 26, 2008    Reads: 120    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   


As her lips lean against the lake

A ripple animates the reflected moon

But it is not liquid she seeks

Her throat is far from dry

This reservoir is deep with mercury

She drinks to access death

~~~~~~~~~

With heavy splash she falls

Soaked in mirror, she sinks

No drama ensues

Soon the awoken moon falls still

~~~~~~~~~

The poison carries her deep

Laying her against the sea bed

Her eyes still open

But paralyzed by the sting of death

~~~~~~~~~

Internal voices cease

Cares are soon forgotten

An owl, steady on branch

Curious to see bubbles

Places wing on head

To scratch in wonder





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