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Mirror (Free verse) by Sunny

An oval mercury marvels at my own oval face; an agreeance of flaw and speck of sun. A surface that appears like a precious metal, hardened, with a perfect sheen…but merely a mirror. Mirror is hung on walls in a home and in office walls-anywhere, showing the inevitable- the formal and the trash, the transparent liar who seethes, the man who sinks into his chair’s cushion with guilt and the saint that ignites with white fire. The mirror sees angry faces and gorging mouths that open and shut. Mirror’s in bedrooms see tousled sheets, clamped bodies and a come down of all the static. Mirror cannot hear but sees the daily tango of the soul in each sunrise, in each dance. Mirror eyes see the mercury you, painted all over this room.

Garrett S Sexton 29-Mar-06/11:58 AM
I love mirrors! Do you not?
This takes all there magic away.
Why?
Whats with you, and ya appearance?
HORRIBLE, JUST HORRIBLE!

Am I taking this to seriously?
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