Mirror, mirror on the wall…
Who’s the faceless figure standing dark and tall?
Is it me, is it my shadow, or is it you?
It’s just standing there still, and I don’t know what to do.
I can’t tell if this murky figure is frozen or just stuck.
Its eye-less face is staring at me, wonderstruck.
It’s encompassed by darkness, and the mirror’s dirt and grime.
But, I smile and it smiles back, so the figure must be fine.
(I love snapping pics of my reflection in random items around I pass by. The first is my reflection at the bus stop by my apartment, and the second is the reflection in a glass building at my school.The third is a reflection in a car window, and so is the fourth.)
****Shot on iPhone 6s
Amie the Author. 