i see myself
poetry bare naked
just reflected
in your half
broken
m i r r o r
while taking
a sip out of
your nearly
empty bottle
of dry
w i t
can you see us—
or at least
can you
remember what we
used to look
l i k e
in that,
our world of
alternate
rhymes
and fancy
w o r d p l a y s
worlds now
dissolved into
thin air, for readers
to imagine—
But never
r e a d
i see us
poetry bare naked
just reflected
into that
half-broken
mirror
a sip out of
our nearly
empty
rhyming bottle
of dry
g i n
LannaZee 