and in a moment
you ripped the sky
from corner to corner
watched all its pain pour out
bleeding all at once and then
slowly
until the darkness came
stitched up the wounds
watered the clouds
ready for tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
