Every mirror is a fun house mirror,
I never know which distorted image will appear,
Too large, too small,
Too real, not real at all.
Overrated,
Overinflated,
Illusions of grandeur,
Contents under pressure,
Darkness behind my eyes,
Maybe it’s me, but I don’t recognize.
Every mirror is a fun house mirror,
But when I squint my eyes, I can make myself disappear.
A Rambler In Bloom 