The Looking Mirror "Sauntering Transgression"
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Mirror, o' mirror
Clung upon my wall.
Reveal unto me Life
Or, blessed Death shall befall!
A Frankenstein of thought
Molded by the Divine.
A Mad hatters’ noxious creation,
Strangulated by the hands of Time.
Gaze deeply into my eyes
For nihility can be seen within.
Perpetual judgment embeds like scarabs
Burrowing into my patch-worked skin.
No heart to beat, or soul to bear
Jus’ hidden ruptures of missing bone.
Disinterred and clogged with bottled emotion;
Isn’t my body quite cleverly sewn!?
Shall I become an amputee?
A cadaver for the living
To rive open the stitches
That seam my well-being!?!
Come on,
Just take a whiff of my rotting flesh;
Here, have yourself a peek!
My maggoty intestines do have a scrumptious story to dish!
Ahhhhh yesss!…
Feast upon my reek!!
You are turning putrid green I can see!
*Ahaha*
Has Leprosy yet flaked away your eyes?!
Show my internal bleeding of which you have caused!
Or can you not stomach your own lies?!
*Sighs*
No matter the motions I stir,
Maybe it’s just a reflection not of me...
Did that thought ever occur?
Upon the Looking Mirror
I see my altered image.
Myself, unrecognizable, to all
Entranced in a harrowing grimace.
Lost upon a dreary road
I search for my true reflection.
Boundless speculation will clearly be shown,
In my Sauntering transgression of misconception.
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Amazing poem! The imagery is astounding, especially in the lines "Just take a whiff of my rotting flesh; / Here, have yourself a peek! / My maggoty intestines do have a scrumptious story to dish!." You successfully utilize all five senses, and I understood the deep inner struggles that the speaker goes through in order to find who they truly are. I also enjoyed the references to literary characters like Frankenstein and the Mad Hatter- both people who don't have their own true identity but who are rather mixed up in the worlds they live in. Have you ever thought of combning your poem with multimedia? I think this poem would make an awesome song or even a video.
pensivetwirl
It was just morbid enough to get my attention and more than interesting enough to make me read it again!
Kinda got me wondering where the Lewis Carrol 100% similarity was. Had that Jabberwocky, Alice in Wonderland kind of fantasy land vibe. I think I read this in a mix of an English Scottish accent aha.
On a serious note though I liked the elevation of the mood and I felt this drop after the sigh as if the building emotion faded into a melancholy end so let's just go out on a limb and say that was pretty awesome. Obviously what makes the poem though is the final line "In my Sauntering transgression of misconception"