This continuum of madness

That plagues throughout

Wringing hands and picked scabs

Passed from seed to full bloom

In the blink of an eye

That finds itself gouged out

Twitching in the sink

As the one that remains

Can’t look away from

The reflection in the mirror

That can’t stop laughing


  1. We can turn away from the honesty of mirror in revealing who we are, and we can fabricate lies to deceive the world. But that doesn’t change the reflection on the mirror.

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