Diving through: a reflection

Mirage i

Like a cool slip of water
She slept, slumberous and unaware
Of her own cruelty. 
(Light scattered and reflected her curiosity.)

Mirage ii

When I walked 
Eastwards
To her (then finally through her), my precious
Mirror betrayed—left me

Smothered by her definition

As I opened my arms 
Full of appreciation.

Dale Chou
2004-04-01