Mirror
I awake
in the dimmest of light
a hot breeze upon my cheek
Above me
hangs a shifting dark mass
Almost tangible almost alive
Its' swirls and patterns
weave drunkards paths
beyond the horizon
Before me
stands a marble hall
silent and empty
save for a mirror
Its' tarnished surface
gathers no light
casts no reflection
discharges no secrets
It is a prison
keyless and eternal
Bound
within its' diametric world
lies the phantom
of a forgotten past
a fading image
forever lost to time
in the dimmest of light
a hot breeze upon my cheek
Above me
hangs a shifting dark mass
Almost tangible almost alive
Its' swirls and patterns
weave drunkards paths
beyond the horizon
Before me
stands a marble hall
silent and empty
save for a mirror
Its' tarnished surface
gathers no light
casts no reflection
discharges no secrets
It is a prison
keyless and eternal
Bound
within its' diametric world
lies the phantom
of a forgotten past
a fading image
forever lost to time