I have a mirror
And he is no ordinary mirror
He picks apart my skin
Drawing words from the streaks of sun
Bouncing from his eyes of glass
Bending light into dark
And he shines them down on me
What an incredible power!
To twist and turn rays of reflection and reality
To swirl my face
My body
My mind
Into an amalgamation
An object
How lucky I must be
To have such a mirror
With the ability to turn something into nothing
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
But I do wonder
How I would look
Without your gaze?