Lying Mirrors

While pissing, I stare into the mirror

staring at me.

My graying hairs taunt me;

a not so subtle hint that my youthful boyishness

has left the gates.

Liar–

I say aloud,

smiling defiantly.

In truth, the mirror doesn’t lie;

our minds do.

 

The mirror’s but a faithful servant.

 

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