An Honest Reflection

The year they took the glass
ended our exposure
to the brutal mirror.
Now, we’re well-adjusted
to symmetry;
reality fit betters
when finely cropped.
Beauty must be saturated.
Our exposures adjusted.
Before, love lacked a filter.
Now we give our days contrast,
finalize, and share.

© khartless 2022, All Rights Reserved


This poem appeared on twitter’s Move Me Poetry weekly battle. #MMPoetryBattle.

Artwork: “Broken Mirror” by Alix

17 Comments

    1. Thank you for stopping by and wincing. 😂A life without mirrors may make some of us sore, but it’s the unending reflection that makes most of us blind. (Not even sure where that came from). Cheers.

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