The mirror is a farce, a myth, a crook Look. Really! Our reflection is always exposed to our imaginative creations, concoctions, and corrosions. There is power in a refraction. See whatever you want coz wer all blind anyway.
Glimpsed of innocence Casually met Words from strangers A lot in common Wine and smiles Unsolicited lies Cool distaste Remnants of disrespect Cracks in the ice The inevitable rift Fragmented faces The corrosion of moments.