I stare into the mirror
watching a face that
looks like my own.
No narcissism, no remorse,
only the curiosity
of what lies before me,
based on what happened before.
The mirror glistens,
darkly at first,
a frown, furrowing my brow.
I don't know exactly how
or even why this has happened.
The face, glimpsed in the mirror
lightens, smiling back
briefly at me.
This face I now see
becomes me.

10/18/2011

Posted on 10/18/2011
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