Posted on by Matthew Tonks

Failed Framed Featured – Unhinged Poem

Within the fractured frame of a mirrored world,

lies the eyes of my whispered prize,

a magnified branch,

rotten at the roots,

lost in the winds of a prophesied call,

we sway to a song,

we sing to a tune,

twisted play things,

of an impossible shrewd,

lions of winter,

kitten in spring,

a repetitive repeat,

a mirror without me….

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