Mirror itself itself itself into reflections of future and past
words hit the frontal lobe rattling consciousness
stuck in a dream like state words like frozen violence
beating the eardrum like a marching band headache causing
head trauma next to drowning in a frozen pond suspended in an endless reflection losing recollections of what is and what isn't dazed and confused at the bottom of this frozen tundra hoping that someone might just pull you out with words of encouragement you can do it you can get there you can make it you can breakthrough regain consciousness stabilize and strategize your retaliation. If only one would resuscitate and break the mirror break the chain bringing back the recapitulation that words hurt physically and emotionally.
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