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Sunday, November 4, 2012

Bald Spot

by Marc Carver

I looked in the mirrors
as i dried my hair.
They face each other all day long.
I walked back into the changing room
thought about telling the guy in there.
'Those mirrors go on and on into eternity just like life.'
But in the end
I did not bother
I thought I would let life do it instead.

1 comment:

  1. Love the endless mirrors, reflecting one another and the our life journeys. Nice poem and imagery.