trying to see what the mirror-me is thinking
wondering if her world makes more sense
if the door behind her leads to something
more like free less like lonely
with more of grace and less of this space
these discrepancies between you and me
mirror-me moves her mouth
speaking a language that looks like mine
it is one i do not know
so i'll move on still wondering into my weary world
but one day maybe i'll find some rabbithole
wrest open the port hole and throw
myself through it to land face to face
with that winged bowchild who stumbles muttering
i'm late. late again...and runs on
I'll stand up and shrug.
That explains a lot.
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hey.. hey.. who said you could do that. interlinked poems, this is preposterous.
Im always a fan of your alliteration^^
-and what does celias world mean,
is that a reference to something else?
blah blah blah -megan.
celia...move the letters around and its Alice.
who she is in wonderland...is different than who she is in the 'real' world....but its still her...
imagine how much cooler if her name BACKWARDS spelled another name.
-because of the mirror references.. *sigh*
that would be lovely..
i know i thought about it.
but it doesn't...except maybe in greek or something? i could look it up on baby websites...haha
ecila ....it sounds like a disease...
Ecila [ee-see-la]
A hereditary disease, Ecila is excessively rare and occurs only in males of African descent. The primary external symptoms occur in the epidermis of the afflicted, and usually take the form of lighter-toned protrusions of hardened skin.
http//www.edmj.medicine.dal.ca/diseases/hereditary/africa/ecila/
hmm....i like that idea. The thought that the doors we see in mirrors lead to some place other than the doors that they reflect...
And if they do, does the world that exists beyond that door have any more meaning than the door that leads to the world we know so well. Kinda reminds me of that book "Coraline"...the whole parallel dimension thing.
Is the only difference that the rabbits can talk?
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