reflections of yesterday…

reflections of yesterday

ssshhhh
don’t make
a sound
keep your eyes
on the ground
they’re
watching
you must
conceive
and begin
to believe
they’re
watching
they’re from
dark space
you must
quicken your pace
they’re watching
they steal
young flesh
taking all that’s the best
they’re
watching
ah you may scoff
did you hear that dry cough
they’re
watching
you don’t believe
mad’s what you perceive me
they’re
watching
look at your hands
drier than desert sand
they’re
watching
i had not fear
until i passed the mirror
and see
where they
had been