The Silver

the silver silently peeled

as the mirror refused to shift

the light into the bedroom

the bodies were jagged

with loss of image

passion eroded the glass eye

and it swelled the deep room

the story came in fragments:

"their bodies twisted"

"once they kissed on the floor"

"she was bleeding on the sheets"

little images impressed themselves

on slivers of silver

and floated out the window

they were blinded suddenly