fragments (again)

Again…
the shadow
of a familiar silhouette
shimmers
against the white noise.

A face, reflected by blue indifference,
sometimes shrouded by the bones
of a winter's stripped tree...
The cloned memory invades
the innocence of the night.
The eyes are broken
by the sideview of a never-ending landscape.

© 2011 by Nina K Orlovskaya