Smear the mirror with that shower fog.
I don't want to see.
Towel wrapped,
No gaps to show the me what hides beneath the above.
They say I am a pretty girl.
They lie.
Hear the snickers,
Behind the back in perfect tact,
They know what I see.
They know.
They see.
They torture me in niceties
Bound to make my eyes see another in this dreaded glass.
Pull the drapes.
Block the sun.
Call the surgeon.
Flags of sags and bags of puffiness and poo.
Who are you?
What have you done with me?
Through the broken looking glass,
There lives the world of make believe.
Make believe I look like you.
Make believe your words are true.
Take me to a world
Where flat or fat
Or this or that
Are part of reconstruction.
Destruction plays its symphony
From eye to brain and back again,
Against the grain of
Photoshop illusion.
Protruding brow?
Or lip of fowl to peck the pieces of spirits dying
To television perfection.
I live behind the draperies
Of made up paint to taint
The horror of reflection.
Author notes
Written March 28th, 2006
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Totally relate to this, really really like it - especially:
Hear the snickers,
Behind the back in perfect tact,
so so simple and true! -
wow. wonderful.
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this is deep, but kool!
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This poem is kind of opposite the other that i read. The one about why you are old or why you wear your hair down to your butt. I really like them both because I think that we have all felt both ways at one point, but becoming comfortable with your body is something that everyone struggles with.
Your poetry is really good. -
Finally I come across someone who understands...I just recently wrote a poem, "Silhouettes", where I speak a similar story ...it differs a little...
The worth of any human is the worth he will, or she will, give to themselves...A mirror speaks physical truth, but the perspective we choose to take, that's what makes aethestic beauty and grace....
I appreciate your words and thoughtful insight,
This reads as true poetry!
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I believe this could fit into everyone's lives. I really enjoyed reading this.
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Bravo!
Very nicely done, indeed! Perhaps the mirror in Harry Potter will answer--the Mirror of Erised? Bravo! -
BEAUTIFULL!!!!!lol
i kno what you mean i like it!!! -
This is terrific, Thistle.... you've shown a lot of empathy into the 'us' most of us would like to keep hidden, and our struggle with the acceptance/rejection of ourselves. Also a good comment on 'society's' idea of what's acceptable and what's not. Very intelligently written.
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this could fit us all, they should make a mirror that shows what we want to see rather than what is actually there, I have have to wear very think tinted glasses so that I cant see people running away as i walk along the street, quite a good little humourous look at life in this one, well done, Broad
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