This is a brand new poem, as opposed to the recycled old crap I’ve been posting:
A Hall of Mirrors
My face in your face
The light in your eyes
Dancing and twirling
Growing, alive
A hall of mirrors reflecting me
Shards of glass
Silver and black
Injure and cut
Years of bad luck
A hall of mirrors protecting me
Wrinkles and bags
Time’s been unkind
Disease and old age
Inevitable fate
A hall of mirrors infecting me
Circles and rings
Forever’s the thing
Betrothed and betrayed
You gave me away
A hall of mirrors rejecting me
Faces of friends
Lovers pretend
Once long-lost
And now again
A hall of mirrors connecting me
Merging of id
Conflicts within
Shadows and glass
Handful of ash
A hall of mirrors inspecting me
Playing of games
Avoid and evade
Questions, no answers
Marvelous tack
A hall of mirrors deflecting me
Slap on the hand
Sterner rebuke
Slap to the face
Farcical truth
A hall of mirrors correcting me
Lust in my eye
Love in my heart
Could be the end
Rebirth, renew
A hall of mirrors selecting me