November 8, 2008

Mirror in the Sky

Once,
there was a mirror in the sky
and to see the truth
we had only to
look up.

And there was ugliness.
There was beauty.
There were clich├ęs.
There was original thought.
There was everything. Everything

but lies.

Then, came the storm,
and all we could see
was lightning;
all we could hear
was the thunder,

and the mirror
trembled,
warped,
and fell to the ground,
killing many,

bloodying the rest.

We wandered,
lost,
looking skyward
only to be blinded
by empty light.

We gathered up small pieces
from the ground,
tried to see what we could.
It was all we had, so
we ended up settling

for fragments.

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