The moment it felt the raw flesh of the soil
that the seed ripped apart
the tender shoot would wither
Despite intense longing
...
Mirror Universe
Face after face
Mirror - universe
reflects faces
My face
In
one face
searches
a
face.
My face
is
neither this
nor that
and
a non-comprehending face.
In all this turmoil
my face
searches
yours
and
imprints of
Thorny scratches
on my face