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Nov 2015
Feet like lead
getting ready for bed
strip to the buff
look in the mirror,
my god
I look rough
could do
with
a tummy tuck.

*******
says
the reflection,
I'm looking ace
you're off your face
high on
something.

The mirror sees it all and
speaks its mind.
In this I find
some kind
of truth.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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