Like Cracks in Mirrors

To behold myself in this

Invisible, forgotten

The only thing reflecting back

Is dead.

Fractions of life in fleeting distance…

As they always are.

An infinite loop worms without from within

Holding it in, holding it all in…


Cracks form in these mirrors of time


Breaks among all these lies.

One after the other

Partners in glass walls,

They begin to see.

Shutters of visions inside

The eyes between the cracks

They bleed the image dry

All as one.


The glass breaks

The canvas it makes

Revealing the lost soul inside.

The broken figure stares upon me

With the same eyes I once had,

Seeing itself for the first time

If only for a moment.

It's smile reflecting forever


Like cracks in mirrors