2.09.2022

cannot avoid your eyes

Inside the mirror winter is waiting

A cold place

An utterly cold place

It’s too cold

objects cannot tremble

your (once frozen) face

cannot shatter

I don’t reach out my hand

you also

don’t want to reach out your hand

A cold place

A place that stays cold

It’s too cold

pupils cannot waver

eyelids

do not know how to close (together)

Inside the mirror

winter waits and

Inside the mirror

I cannot avoid your eyes and

You don’t want to reach out your hand 
 

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