these days/

strangers, we
hands breaching chasms
fingers nevertouch
recognize faces in mirrors
but not our ownsuch
false memories of
ways we used to be
i shatterwipe the dreams
walk barefoot on
the broken glass
forgetting
free from your
recriminations
reflections
daggerglass
these
days

Originally posted on sceadugenga.com

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