Still loving this format.
The visages of my past
are rippled reflections
perceptible, yet
vaguely gnarled.
These features
could be
mine
but it's
likelier
that they, or I,
are dark mirages
of my inklings of self
and fears of the hideous.
(Prompt by me)
Image source
The visages of my past
are rippled reflections
perceptible, yet
vaguely gnarled.
These features
could be
mine
but it's
likelier
that they, or I,
are dark mirages
of my inklings of self
and fears of the hideous.
(Prompt by me)
Image source
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