Poem - Cold Glass
Cold Glass
When life is echoes in cold glass backed by silver without a heart perceptions mold to status set by a world with no regrets
Procrustes did no less exacting measures so all would fit with a bed that must confirm to the souls with one call
only seeking comfort's balm from groups both large and small each with a message to relate comfort found in silver chains
these revelations will restrain while supplying life’s gain in the mirrors circumspect of the life lost for respect.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20191113.
The poem "Cold Glass" was inspired by the song "Hall of Mirrors" by Kraftwork found on the album "3-D".


















