There is glass all around
it is so clear that I cannot see
if it is there or not
It is so shifting that I can
push my hand against and
feel the outside through it
There is glass all around
It is so porous that I can
press my nose against and
smell her perfume through it
the echo of a scent
There is glass all around
It bends when I run at it
punch it
scream at it
vibrates in the aftershock as
I sit in a pool of spent rage and
watch her billowing beyond the glass
an aftersight echoing
Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 6:34 PM UTC
There is glass all around
it is so clear that I cannot see
if it is there or not
It is so shifting that I can
push my hand against and
feel the outside through it
There is glass all around
It is so porous that I can
press my nose against and
smell her perfume through it
the echo of a scent
There is glass all around
It bends when I run at it
punch it
scream at it
vibrates in the aftershock as
I sit in a pool of spent rage and
watch her billowing beyond the glass
an aftersight echoing
