Circle Sight
It’s never a new thing
Always same old same old
Again and again
Continuous cycle
Endless circle
They stare with empty eyes and open mouths.
Lifeless, sightless souls without love.
Shards glint, edges sharp
The mirror is broken
You can’t see yourself
Through others’ eyes.
The wolf messed with your vision
He is sitting in your kitchen
While you sleep tonight
He will eat your children
And you will act surprised
© 2019 Jacy Delvecchio