i am the crystal vase
that sits on the varnished
mulberry wooden case,
the delicate glass flower
in for an inevitable shatter;

one word of news
turns upside-down
the world i once knew
into topsy-turvy land,
where what seems
false is true
and what seems
true is false;

a mirror into two worlds,
glass breaks at the slightest impact.

01/07/2004

Posted on 01/07/2004
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