My image in the mirror went to sleep and woke up in the night-time moonless sky,
with the moons resurrection the forsaken people
began to chant at my reflection,
the television in my living room
swayed to and fro,
i bought some seeds
off the shopping channel to grow
a version of myself.
I walked the earth while
this copy of me was prayed to on television
and ignored in newspapers
by the exalted people,
he wanted to meet me
but did'nt know i slept for
years in his mirror.
A fine piece of metaphysical meandering. Thanks.
thanks
Very cool. It's going to happen to us all, one day.
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
"Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai "Some people say I done alright for a girl." Melanie Safka
Very much enjoyed this one. Excellent!Originally Posted by whitman
The difference for me between this one and Photographs was the lines supported one another in this poem from beginning to end.
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