Staring At My Face In The Mirror One Evening
for a long time that i stared
at my face in the mirror
one evening
when the church bell
went ringing
midnight, yes, that was
midnight
i saw my face as a skull
and i was not afraid anymore
i must have been dreaming
i am not sure anymore
was it my soul in the mirror?
i doubt it
it was so white.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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