there’s a strange man
in the mirror,
staring back at me with
a week’s worth of beard
and eyes that are hot
like fire while
looking as cool
as an ocean
breeze

he doesn’t say anything,
just seems content to sit
in the mirror and stare

so I leave,
and I’m not sure
if he ever left
too

maybe I’ll see him
again one day,
he looks like
someone I’d like
to meet