Notes on Becoming

window

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notes on Becoming

What this world could use is more windows. 
Anything to let the light in, really.  A way 
to sweep past the darkening glass and
Gleam. 

Double-paned affairs reflecting back the 
strange house of my heart
flung open to the lure of impossible 
things.

Hungry for illumination, I reach past the 
burnished sky, blaze trapped 
reflections in a flip-side flash 
reproduction,

Meeting my mirror image match before
a weak and wavering sun beckons 
Alice out of Wonderland to consume the lonely
dark.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: