Avoiding mirrors

Like a self loathing vampire

Eager not to see

What isn’t there

That blank stare

Been alive too long

Governed by this

Delicate mind

So easily broken

On undead reality

Sucking dry

Blood of my desires

Which used to pump


For the future

Dragging me forwards

Now all is sluggish

Overtaken by

Misplaced adrenalin

The blood pools

In blackened ponds

Shed in pain

Only to start all over again

A cycle of non life

Avoiding the ennui

Apparent only

In mirrors

Also avoided


Copyright  August 2013


One thought on “Avoidance

  1. In your poems, “Avoidance” and “Insomnia,” you have succinctly and perfectly described my life!

    Way past bedtime here…so thank you and good night (she said wishfully).

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