The Mirror is my forbode
It shows fragility in my face
but my mental self preservation
still resides
I am dancing with light
Rim and Refractive light interludes
bringing her reflective nature to fore


I am rewarded with both fear and delight
But I come without tears
Questions come to me
What  should and could I have been
An Academic  or A Police Officer
but my mirror comes without preconceptions
I am a drowned Man
The ghost of the future