“Mirror Refused” V2


(October 18, 2018)

that mirror refused

to lie to me though i asked

still, keep on looking*

 

*(I do detect difference, but the silent mirror continues to mock, even without an image painted on its blank wall.  Edgar? Why have you abandoned me to this room without a pendulum? And no bricks? And an empty wine barrel?  Cruel, cruel drunk died of consumption…wonder does someone still steal into that Bal’imore graveyard his birthnight a leave the hootch…heard it was absinthe but not sure…wormwood swill used to be adictive, but I prefer Ouzo, which I tasted first, illegally, as it was proscribed by U.S. Navy Sixth Fleet standing orders even for Marines attached to its Amphibious (Alligator) Squadron from a dipper-plunged into a wooden cask at Timbakion, Crete.  But I maintain it was the beer, the wine and most-definitely that banana-tasting yellow brandy – all of which was passed ’round between the senior Second Lieutenant of the Entire United States Marine Crotch, my two Corporal and Lance Coolie photographers and poor lowly PFC me, that caused the massive hangover that July Fourth mid-afternoon morning.)

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