Refraction
not just light passes from one transparent substance into another
taken by
the tiny shards
an imploded exploding
house of cards
every sacred
slivered flash
every hated
silvered dash
a shower
of furious pieces
a thousand
glorious faces
every wasted
moment captured
every hastened
glisten flattered
a shatter
of many varied reflections
sent scattered
in many differing directions
every second
fetched and finite
every reflex
stretched to fight
this trap, this torrent
ready to spring
it has come to take
every thing
every twitch
in every jaw
every quiet battle
in this noisy war
temporarily shrouded
backhanded mention
sly vapour clouded
in a self wrought tension
and every single
bloody time
forever crossing
every line
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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