Thursday, January 14, 2010
I saw in a mirror bags under macabre eyes like Boris Karloff. My face had grown into a monster's mask--sharp teeth, frazzled hair, maniacal look with the stare of deadly rampage. Oh, save me from what is inside of me. From what I've never been. Maybe it is a dream. Defective reflection from far away. Monster in the mirror say I am fairest of them all. Despair of me no more.