The mirror has never
ever really been a friend of mine.
It twists and distorts my body
in ways unimaginable
even to horror movie directors.
showing the ghosts
slipping into my body
between these pale lips.
Swirls of black
and blood red
pulsate in the background.
What the mirror does to me
is evil, and i wonder
if it's ever met the devil
or is the devil me?