There are days when the heat of an
abnormally high temperature feels cold.
I talk between myself and the mirror,
waiting on bare reciprocation–
As if the mirror must talk back to me once,
And command every parade of my thoughts,
to collectively fall back to where they sprouted from.
"Ten happy movies you must watch"
Bold, underlined, blurs my screen
as my fickle sight gets caught
in between the familiar letters of m-u-s-t.