In this abusive relationship with my reflection,
let’s take a moment to
resolve pressing matters though communication,
listening without blame games in our responses,
just comprehension and recognition of each viewpoint.
My most blessed enemy,
how you portray yourself as
‘the constant downer’,
‘the fatal frowner’,
‘America’s Next Top Party Pooper’,
on the opposing side of this dirty mirror
acquired by Lord Celio.
Where’s the smile you vowed to me
once upon a third grade class period?
Where’s the freedom you vowed to us
on a dusty Tiffin sidewalk?
I cannot divorce you,
throw away what has been built with
already bruised and bloody hand…
I cannot live in such a broken home