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Poetry: Distorted

by Jon Coe

Created on: September 14, 2008

My reflection in the mirror, is not me at all
it is only the reverse, of my concrete wall
Looking into my eyes, I see another human being
reaching out to me, wondering who I am seeing

Sometimes, the mirror speaks to me
sometimes, I am lost in what I see
Other times, my reflection is me, seeing him
at that point, I back away, fading thin

In the looking glass, I wonder what I feel
I wonder if I ever will, if I, will ever heal
This distorted perspective, staring at me now
is sucking the life of me, internally asking how

The mirror in my house, is now turned to the wall
inside and outside, I am prepared to take my fall
Reflections in my windows, are now pleasantly contorted
from now on, I live with myself, happily distorted

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