Gluing the Atoms
Mar 8, 2022
More space than matter,
I wonder why I haven’t
drifted apart from myself
(though to be true,
I have more than once),
gluing the atoms together
and forming what I thought
I should be or what
everyone else thought I was.
Not recognizing the image
that stares at me from
the computer screen,
I gaze into silver-backed glass
and see a distorted etching of a face
that seems pale and unfamiliar,
with thinner lips, more lines,
and a lost fragrance
I can still smell
through the mirror
that is fogged with age,
(an act of kindness, after all).