Reflections of me are hard to find
Causes nerve endings to unwind around crystal stemware.
It felt good to rest my feet on ice picks with mis -match handles wiping juice from old cherry pie
stains from my lips while I floss heliotrope from between my teeth.
Cash is due on the rental of the two ton floor jack I painted blue,
it holds the structure built around my heart built with resilience and a pallet load of quilted velvet and rebar it looks lovely in the sunshine
I sat looking into pieces of a vintage chandelier cracked, half the plating worn away some of the dangles are missing the others shine beautifully
they are the reflections I'm afraid to look at
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