In View of the Mirror
Muted solitary moments run for days,
as the air of discontent begins to scoff
we vent in a wordless empty praise
pretending, telling the truth to back off;
in view of the mirror all bets are off.
August 15, 2017
Placed 3rd: March 2019 contest by Brian Strand
Copyright © Vijay Pandit | Year Posted 2017
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