Pop Poetry: Reflection
February 3, 2021
I used to have a mirror in my room
that was just shorter than I am
Five Feet of silver
And when I stood back
There was Five and a half Feet of nothing
Right in front of me
Someone else might have been happy with my nothing.
I love mirrors, because,
They can’t lie to you like people can, but,
I hate reflections, because the more you look at something
The more dull it becomes
And I have grown larger than my mirror but my image has shrunk within my reflection