In a glance — the poet’s mind —

A reflection gazes back

From a frame

Its edges hidden under years of dust

A grim mouth

Tender eyes

A mind of wonder

A mind of answers

Who is this poet

Who claimed to speak sweet words?

To hold the visions of past and future

Immortalized within that silent recollection of an organism gone…

In a glance — the poet’s eyes —

Rage

Click, click, thump, click, thump, thump

This word is not new

This poem is a whisper of years ago

Originality is fake news.