I Loathe the Mirrors

I loathe the mirrors for their glassy silence
With an eyelid many things are hidden
But they remind us in hiding
What we try to put away in oblivion

I loathe the mirrors for their likeness
For their contained mimicry of faces
For having measured distance to the near
And for having the same sparkle of my eyes

I loathe the mirrors without mercy
For being an open window to my soul
Because they return everything I spit at them
Because they return my hate in clear calm
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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