Mirror

I soak up all you give me
Words and sweat and love
I am the sponge that never dries
The multipersonal man
I am he and she and them
I am a mirror, reflecting
Alice was my friend
There is no core engraved with me
I am a pool of water
Look and see a face appear
Do you recognise the eyes?
Do you think these depths are yours?
Sometimes a mirror lies.

by Anthony Ward

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