Reflection

Mirrors in store windows
and steamy bathrooms
the eyes of lovers
drops of water
bold blue streaming skies
and bottle glass

Reflected imagery, unreal
bounced back
in refractions
of everything I hoped to be
since dawn
since the beginning

It's there, all held for me
this legacy of chaos
silvering back
and dropped in my lap
breathless
like a tired dog

Tomorrow absolutely nothing
will reflect
There are days like that
weeks like that
and sometimes
entire lives