301.81 (a poem)

colorful haze
shiny tarnished mirror
rotten to the core
rotted away before the grave
cold, dark and unfeeling
your mirrors
your cards
your haze
shatter boundaries
basking in a glow
not your own
mirrors hide corpses
reflecting only you
dizzying unison
corpses laugh back
hollow and dry
drowning in revolt
choked by haze
mirrors cut and tear
cards tattered and burning
© Megan Singer 2010