by Devi Pearl

Soulful cries break through
the small radio, sitting upright
on the window pane, where outside
the sun blazes and melts
and I
sleep through the static
bury my brown tearful face, in
white cotton sheets, and your
sweet sickening sweat, and 
your restless heat
Can you
feel my anger, hear me breathe
in the tangle of secrets and sighs
can you feel me as I lay here
in crumbled fitful sleep
and you
dance around this room, this place
my mirror which never lied
now smashed beneath your bare feet
Can you
feel it as you move? As the soulful
wails fill the static air?
Dance boy dance. Cut your feet
on all the broken pieces of me,
a shattered reflection
of yourself.

Mirror by Devi Pearl

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