A/N: Written for the Fairytale Poems challenge on The Poetry Craze, "the snow queen"
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180. The Snow Queen
He sees the world through a mirror that shows only
the bad in the world: the rotting edges, like black teeth
crumbling away, and hides the smiling mouth –
Because mouths could shine: white, pretty,
even when their teeth were rotting at the edges away;
they could go on smiling, towards the end, if they saw the world
through a window that showed it all: the bad,
and the good as well
But he made himself a mirror that showed only the bad,
not the good, and those rots were all he saw
in the world, the only beauty being the flames
of its destruction
And he couldn't look for beauty, because the shards of glass
are deep in his eyes and heart, sealing them
and only someone's deep love for the world, and for him
would remove them.
Sad as the story is, he took not the time to love someone
before the shards caught him
and the mirror was in his hand.