Another poem that really speaks to me. This one seems to have a common theme with one or two of your others I've read, that conflict between the real world and the world of imagination. Both are beautiful, but they can't exist simultaneously, and sometimes that's agonizing.

and the sun
cracks mirrors
of shallow waters
that kill the iris
That's just too good. You're getting better every poem. Embrace this mood because it's doing great things for your poetry. Amazing imagery in this one. Fantastic.