Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 13, 2026

No Reflection

By John Grey

No Reflection

I mirror myself
in the sucking
of the skin,
in shimmering
death-light
to the relentless
whip of a thirst,
in the whirling
blood-winds
in the caverns
of my jaw,
with the heart-sapping
bite of
ecstasy's despair.








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1 Reader Comment
Lydia
01/09/2015
10:06:14 PM
Another nicely paced poem. Haunting in its images for me.
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