By Oliver Plaice, www.PoetryPoem.com/oliverspoems Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
There's a reflection coming back to me
but I don't recognize the image so well
a face is laughing and smiling out there
but somehow it seems different
As I sit here looking out through the
plate glass picture frame
of the world I see wonderful things
I'm the only one who's missing?
Is this reality I see before me
or just my guilt
Nothing changes, nothing exceeds or extracts
from life or reality, but I have to ask myself...
what is reality? That reflection on the other side, Or
is it really just me being here -
Written 29 December 2014 B...
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