Fractured
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Mark Heathcote
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A fairground mirror twists-deludes
till our one true reflection is forever lost
and we are trapped, peering up
separated from all we love and know
like oil and water divided.
Fingertip nails cling on for dear life
while a black hole gapes open
reality evaporates, it vanishes
there is no soul and heart medicine
that can fix it.
That's when a crystal sphere sees the light
in another dimension,
becomes fractured
thereafter-longs to be whole again.
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