Flash Bang Change
Location
You can stare into a glossy surface,
water stained but,
you can see what you strive to see
a reflective pool
rippled with a flash
the corners of my lips lift
with yours.
An eerie imitation
similar, so similar
but small variations
small
differences reveal me as not a mirror
I am I strange copy,
a mutated clone
with each flash,
BANG
I change.
This poem is about:
Me