contemplativeHoax In Mirror’s Face
Sometimes I gaze upon
reflections in the mirror's face
to verify that I appear
the hoax that people will accept
this version has been my shell
unease is the consequence
with reflections turned aside
as lies that I can’t abide
this body is not my own
even while the strands are wound
to form resemblance most concede
is normative to society
this form is merely adequate
to assume base happiness
while inside I live a curse
disconnect to soul’s discourse
the best of worlds is denied
if the feelings deep inside
scream against the solid walls
of a frame I can’t abide
nature has cast my lot
snakes eyes I’ve realized
from the dice that most can’t see
for the hoax in mirror’s face.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180525.
