Opaque Reflections

Dear Mirror

Here I come

With no drum rolls

Only worn scrolls

Of apologies

Your spree of prowess

Is all the rumor

That lingers in town

 

I spent the years

Peering at you

Only to see

If my tie was eerie

And thought of you

Merely to refine

Intangible bits

Of receding hairline

 

But now I heard

That you have ears

And look I see

You’ve acquired vision

So you stand here

My only witness

As I recite

My affirmations

 

For being less than great

But more than mediocre

Romancing averages

Conjuring excuses

I’ve come to attest

I’ll make no protest

And so much better

Will stand

I will affirm

You’ll do the rest

 

And if this works

How the tittle-tattle goes

’Twill be a great life

I promise

It will

 

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