Poem: If Mirrors Spoke

If Mirrors Spoke

Well.

There you are.
It’s been a while.
I suspect

you have been avoiding me,
but now
that you are here,

stay a while.
Look closely.
Don’t worry, 

I am as unreliable
as your sight,
showing you no more

than you allow,
so you can be as beautiful
or as vile

as you choose.

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The title was stolen from an overheard conversation on the day after Thanksgiving. I don’t think this is what they had in mind at the time.

The picture was taken outside of Munich, Germany.

Tom

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