like humming halo
over tar pools
wept,
my trace soaks you in,
from dry spot time
disappeared,
in murky mirror’s
secrets kept,
face no longer seen as clean
in reflection carved
by ripples,
and foggy forest falls
hush ‘neath halo’s
hovering
middle.
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