Our faces smashed on a coin of silver…A Poem by cesarReflections, mirror images, I am my father and he is me and we've been doing this for a long time.Our faces smashed on a coin of silver, Both sides are exactly the same. On one side you are there engraved, And on the other is the etching of my face. Falling into a raging river Once an angel flips our faces in the air. Which face shall suddenly appear, If a child rescues us from the mud And with tiny finger brushes away Our brittle flakes of rust? © 2023 cesar |
StatsAuthorcesarMonterey Park, CAAboutWords have always been a part of my life. They are imbricated in the delicate lines making up my existence. Words contain rooms, music, ideas, and mystery. I used to think of words as something inacce.. more..Writing
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