Broken Dreams in Otherside

When love’s façade breaks

And crumbles

Like a wall of shattering glass

Leaving a thousand tiny mirrors

And you find yourself

Looking amongst the settling dust

Deeper in

You begin to notice

That you played deceiver

As well as deceived

In this bleak charade

Dancing on the tips of fingers

And the blades of shoulders

With hearts and eyes locked

Beneath forgotten combinations

She or he

Was a fractured mirror for your

Secret desires

And the goals you’d deny

(Even to yourself)

To toe the line

To trip and fall

Down to Otherside

Lines that cannot be

Uncrossed

But they can be

Recrossed

Again and again

Oh, and again

And when the crossing becomes

Redundant

What then?

…

An awkward pause

An awakening after sickened slumber

A clearing of filmed and grimy eyes

And the tears

Shed for loss of property

When love’s façade breaks