Judah Mahay, Author
  • Poems,  Works

    Splintered Glass of Mind

    Splintered glass of mindShattered mineMemories like quicksilver slip from my thoughtsPlayfully dancing in pools of wordsIt dares to reflect, my painful gameSo to learn that which bringsA bit of cohesionMemory of meIt melds this mirror of my mindWhat is it that I own that is mineThat which wasThat which isThat which willNone shall beNor shall I recallMost when they think before they areThey smile or cry at the glimmer of pastMine is none to findVague hints of a life Splintered glass of mindForever mineIt gives no fearIt gives no tearIt gives no recourseThis is not mineI am not your seerI have someone else’s mindEven as I speakOf this I lieBut…