Mirrors within your eyes… stare tranquilly in ice.  Those fog risen lids… stilled moments echoing.   Frozen they are… seasoning affection nowhere near to thaw tearcicles. 

Replay   it's the day after the morning of the disaster that occurred 24 years since the burning dissolving and falling   all those floors nothing but ash swan dives from skyscraper windows others lowering the sash so as not to see what's coming dissolving and falling   24 years since the burning a...