My Mirror
Only shows the face; never the hips!
The wide eyes, never the Howdy Doody Lines around the lips;
They drag me down, make me look old and cranky,
Crank shaft caught, locked up, no bearings, only slips.
The wide eyes; never the Howdy Doody Lines around the lips;
Or rooster’s neck, or moles and freckles’ flaws;
Manicures, not wrinkled hands with claws!
They drag me down, make me look old and cranky,
Grouchy, dulled, discarded, dank-y;
Dismal, drifting, bony, blank-y.
Crank shaft caught, locked up, no bearings, only slips:
Gears go slow: from fourth to first… and stall
From showroom… to lot… to used… to junk…that’s all.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 