The mirror of frozen dreams.

Die
He said as he looked
with a frozen mask
in the mirror of dreams

Dye
you poet
of sparkling
ice coloured words

Paint
your poems
in a cold spring
of joy

Depict
the feelings of
unnatural loveliness
that glitter in neon light

Specify
every detail of
your unlit love 
for life and passion
for her the non-existent

Remember
the days yet to come
for the pent-up life
you now live
is a slow
and ongoing suicide

Death
he says as he looks
in the mirror of mirrors
and sees the tension rise
in the face that reveals nothing
not even the smallest expression

Colour
these words
the way you want them to be
in a state of perversion

Shatter
the frozen mirror
in this sparkling
hallucinatory dream

and then just this

End it all ends 

but it could differ

open up finally

pick up that phone

©

NB.

Originallly (written in the early 1980's by a disturbed law student):

pent-up = quiet

ongoing = sexual

perversion = deprivation

and 

the last 5 lines were added before publishing on AllPoetry.com on 2022-10-29