Face in the Mirror
(August, 2006)

In the mirror I see
Myself not as I truly am
But as I think I truly am. The
Mirror shows me things
False things. People say mirrors
Don’t lie. My mirror can’t
Tell the Truth. The mirror is
Perfect
Unlike looking into a polished
Square of aluminum or a puddle
That ripples on black pavement
They reflect distorted views. My
Mirror is perfect
But I see wrong.

I think I see me
but the mirror shows my form,

I think I see me
but the mirror shows my smile,

I think I see me
but the mirror just reflects light.

The mirror needs no polishing
Unlike my Mind, ravished with delusion.