Thursday, September 15, 2016

Postcard 15


As beautiful as that pile
Of splintered, shattered sparkle
May be, it is also unlucky
It lures you in with its twinkle
And shines the world back at you
In ways you never saw
You go closer, wanting more
But beware, do not touch
Do not dive down into
Its depths. You lack the
Exoskeleton necessary
To navigate its edges
It will tear you up,
Bleed you dry and
All you will have in your ands to show for
Your sacrifices is some silver foil and clear glass

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