Reflection

Poetry

#fowc #reflection

Who’s that looking at you

As the image looks back

The image seems familiar

Except of course when

Ripples move across the way

My My! who is that, I call out

Inspecting the visage needing the

Razors attention in the morning

Ripples occur in the sink as the blades go in and

Out of the warm water

Razor cut hairs floating on the surface

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