I laughed
as the pink-veiled morning
smirked at the corpse
of my rosy dream.
I laughed
until its memory trilled
in my heart
and limped its captive
forever.
I laughed
until my eyes
were shards
of that
shattered dream.
I laughed
as light
hypnotized the truth
and it drowned
into slumber.
I laughed
at the opacity
of the mirror.
And I laughed
until the echoes
of my voice
were weary
of me.
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