The Mirror You Can’t Hold

Rejection, deflection

Projection, projection

A profuse push of blame

With profound misdirection

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the most insightess of them all?

You say it is me?

No —  it  just could not be!

I am the truth

So why can’t you see?!

Everyone has done me wrong

My feelings are because —  of what you —  put me thro...

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The Magic in Mundane

Rolling rolling 

Rumble rumble

With all this weight

I’m sure to stumble

Vibrations buzzing

From my knuckle

Then down my arm

With a smoothly structured handle

Caressed in my palm

Blot Blot Blot

Bumpety-bump

Give yourself a stretch

Get those muscles pumped

Kookaburras say hello

The sun says

‘I’m here to kick your ars...

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