Their Children

their children caught them
kissing,
kissing with their eyes shut.
their children saw them
holding,
touching,
heaving,
moving
with frenzied rhythm.

their children
soon left their heaven.

poem by William Sienes Iii
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Mirror

Look in the mirror.
That is not you.
You are not your reflection.
There is the exterior,
the interior;
the superior,
the inferior.
Look again in the mirror.
Your eyes have a secret
with the mirror.

poem by William Sienes Iii
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