Mirror Dream

I dreamed a mirror on a wall,
attenuated strands of fire in
the room, ice raining down.
Three symbols, blurred in
misty grey, what did they
say? I could not find the
key. The floor, it rolled and
then erupted in a spume
of string, daubed with the
dust of pearls. A peacock
shrieked and then
appeared, calm and
unperturbed.

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