Land of Fragments - Tilt

Hold a beverage and

A ruined reflection

Underestimated

My trajection

A single pane is

All that separate us

Thank goodness that

The glass is gracious

How can this shattered

Vessel hold up under

Such close scrutiny?

Cruel light is cracking

Every mirror that

Ever flattered my vanity

I’m the fairest in

A land of fragments

Target window stained

With time’s advancement

I’ll hold that note so high

Or tie it to a brick

And let it fly

You put up a brand new

Sheet of see through

A double thickness will

Just break twice

Cold air rushing in

Through the fracture

We saw the flaw

In the glare