Illusions...

Mirror, mirror on the wall
what is the story you tell
full of lies, distortions, half-truths
what's up is down
what's front is back
what's coming is going
what is seen, isn't quite so t

here is no truth looking at you
we see what you want
laughing at our foolishness
we're never quite satisfied
with the end result
still, we can't turn away

"caution: objects appear
closer then they are"
just once, how about a little truth
tell us about the scared little boy
fearful to make a mistake

tell us about the husband
who struggles for strength
through depression and tired eyes
he looks at you
for some kind of answer

but yet, all you show
is what's up - is down
what's square - is oblong
what you show is never
what we get

yet like a runaway addiction
we keep coming back
to a mirror
full of illusions.

By Dave Harm