Mirrored

Bandaging, I think

are my words in the dark.

Karma and fate roar in us both-

we hear melodically while 

watching jagged, irregular teeth glint 

like a smirk I yield unknowingly.

I withhold that which I envision,

an agony in my pensive shroud 

cloudy as the only 14 carat I could ever be.

I finally know someone I can't describe with words.