Opposing Mirrors
Looking into facing mirrors
for the trick of infinity
I would move my body
try to displace
the oppressive singular
likeness of myself
that obscured
the billion receding images
queued behind.
Skulking up to the frame
I’d peer around
all cloak and dagger
a tick too late
to precede myself
finding only me.
Go back to my main page.
Or look at this lovely fish.
© 1997 the doctor