Shards of Sanity
A poem
A poem
The mirror shows
a kaleidoscope
of too many selves
Fragmented prisms
scattered shards of sanity
strewn across the floor
I stare into the pieced wreckage
trying to make sense
of this prison of perception
Picking up broken bits
slicing my fingers
on jagged edges of reality
Bleeding out primordial truths
subsisting on falsities
consuming what I am not
Each day another fissure
once mirror smooth faces
now cracked, opaque
I am the sum of these pieces
a haphazard, visceral mosaic
beauty found in fractured light
Refracting endlessly
spectrum selves cast in every shard
rainbow halos of split tints
Though I try to make them cohere
these shards of sanity
keep slipping through my hands
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