April 17, 2014 Comments Off on Mirror by Kalin Winans
1993: I’m curious about you.
You’re different from the others.
1994: I wait for you to notice me
And for the smile that will stretch across your face when you do.
1995: Now I’m up close and personal with your mouth.
My view invaded by your tongue
Banging on me as if you’ve found a new friend.
2000: You look so happy
You little plastic princess.
2006: Bring on the close-ups. I can’t contain my laughter
As I watch the deformed faces you make as you try on sixty-seven shades of eye shadow.
2007: Why the fuck are you making that face? If I could talk, I’d tell you that
You will be hiding those pictures in four years.
2009: I’ve been dealing with your flashes for three years now
So many new faces have joined you
And never came back.
2010: You look fine. What is that?
The fifth outfit I’ve seen in the past 20 minutes?
Get it together.
Your flavor of the week will be here soon.
2011: Why are you wearing an orange robe with that stupid excuse for a hat on your head?
Sorry, but you look like a pumpkin
After all the outfit struggles we have had over the years
You’re really going to go out like that?
2012: Where have you been?
I haven’t seen you in a while.
It’s good to see you. You’re different.
But the same.
2013: Stop. Why can’t you see what I see?
You. For you.
All I see is you.
So what the hell are you looking at?
© 2013 Kalin Winans