A mirror is a negative space with a frame. And a place for your face it reveals. What the rest of us see. It conceals. What you'd like it to be. . Pretty girls can't look away.
Cornwall and the harbor. Where witches went mad more than once. And until this day in dreams at least. The lighthouse at Lost Christabel. . Squat and hugely tilts upon the strand.
A rock through a window never comes with a kiss. Rhyme and a reason never argue with a fist. There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight. It's the time in the season for a maniac at night.