Thoughts on looking too closely in the mirror.
My neck
Is a wreck
My jowls
Are foul
My hearing’s
Not right
Nor is
My sight
Life is
A test
I just try
My best
Life is
A game
We die
All the same
But oh!
What a ride!
I laughed
Til I cried!
And we’ll all
Meet again
On the other
Bright side!
Mirrors are not my friend!
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This reminds me so much of the poetry of Dorothy Parker! The dark humor in “light” verse.
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Wow!!! Such high praise, to be compared to her! Thanks!
The weird thing with my writing is that my style is everywhere on (and off) the map. If you’d read 10 or even 5 things of mine, you’d wonder, “Who are these writers?!” Lol
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