A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Excellence in Film
Make me into an
Idol
Crafted of thought, imaginings and melted gold
My likeness is
A wavering illusion
Two heads, five arms, wings of black and white
Till they make masks of us
Learn our lines
And play our parts
Two lovers in an empty theater
The latter a memory of something forgotten
The former a premonition of the unforgettable.
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