glimpse

caught between

screen and glass

truth and lies

denial of self

banging on my window pane

remorse breathes steam

in dreams

as I draw designs

making marks

slicing into soul

condensing

into

droplets

of

pain

that drip

   drip

      drip

blinking down

and in that brief moment

before they disperse into air

disappear

I see

perfectly

visions of the future

I have not yet attained

 

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