Dead French Ladies and Distorted Reflections

what happened to everything

what happened to

everything?

 

shards of broken mirror

slowly swirl around us

benign but i still feel

danger

see the lipstick that once was

and never will be;

point out the

shattered "i love u"

written in chanel red

 

you've got blood on your hands

from where you tried

to pick up the pieces

and put it back together

but to no avail;

the result was

heinous and

sinister;

cracks that needed filling...

no depth beyond the reflection...

 

ugly descriptions for

an ugly situation

Author's Note

Be as brutally honest as need be :)

the dead french lady is Chanel
distorted reflections is what you'd get when you'd try to look into a broken glass mirror

just thought i'd clear that up

Reviews

[Dani California]

Wow. Ouch.

Seriously, this is fantastic.
Trying to fix (mend) what has
left one in ruins... pick up the
pieces of a shattered life,
but at what cost? Whose cost?
Makes me reflect into my own
personal life... where it's been,
where it's going, with who and why...
be careful -- not to hurt anyone or self
in the process of mending hurts..

Again,

WOW!

Thank you for this piece. Truly outstanding work !
Deserving of some "reflection"... some time to ponder....

[FANTASYKNIGHT]

This is a very absract poem, tho i never really cought on to who or what the subject is. neither ladies or French is mentioned.
Anyway, a good abstract poem.