Wednesday, October 22, 2025

The reflection, not I*

 


The reflection, not I*


Looking at a reflected piece of glass

It draws my attention when I did pass

I see the outline of a figure inside there

But it is only flat with no substance and not aware

I look a little deeper with trust in my eyes

I say to myself with this look of discernment, that is not I


Dom*Colucci 2011

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