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Sunday, April 12, 2009

Time-travel




1. Reflection




A red rose

on the mirror
wet with a symphony


beneath the falling rhyme
I have seen
silent
fluid-filled spaces


electric rivers,
silent white wings
flapping in darkness


travelling against time
in an age of miracles


what haunts you then
when you timidly explore
your own
reflection?



2.The City of Mirrors




-1-


In the city of mirrors


the streets shimmer
with pale blue prophecies


and demon poets
walk slowly with candles
in a confused silence


among the ruins
of voices
and dead cinemas


-2-


Beneath the metallic sky


the capsule moon may reveal
frozen lovers,
lost in time


or actors
rehearsing their sex roles,
amidst an enchanted
forest


with smells of charmed liquids


-3-


In the city of mirrors


you may find magic women
practising alchemy


or fortune-tellers
staring hard at their own
reflections


with guns and memories


-4-


Here every reflection
tricks the eye


and tempts you
with a sinister game
of the senses


and every word spoken
is coated
in a blue mist
of telepathy


or psychic cries


-5-


Sometimes,
as lightening-strikes numb
the tentacles of the city


and darkness fades in a holy trance,
to reveal signs of shock
or horror


blood-stains on the wall
or on an ancient rhyme


might tell,
you've travelled back in time


-6-


In the city of mirrors


every vain game ends in failure
and death


and as you run
through the blinding light,
every street looks the same


in a maze of reflections


until the mirrors dazzle
your sights and senses,
as if to say:


here you all are prisoners of pain


you may come only once
and never go back again