[or "Narcissus & Ekho"]
In every hideous mirror,
you see the trace of a face -
undefined,
so empty the light shines through it.
Your monster is never to blame.
you see the trace of a face -
undefined,
so empty the light shines through it.
Your monster is never to blame.
To blame. To blame.
In every vacuous chamber,
you hear the rant of a demagogue -
undignified,
so empty the air dilutes it.
Your monster is never mistaken.
you hear the rant of a demagogue -
undignified,
so empty the air dilutes it.
Your monster is never mistaken.
Mistaken. Mistaken.
In every broad grin,
your frightened child peers from inside a failed man -
uncontrollable,
so petulant that all values turn to nought.
Your monster is never worth less.
your frightened child peers from inside a failed man -
uncontrollable,
so petulant that all values turn to nought.
Your monster is never worth less.
Worthless. Worthless.
In every secret moment,
you ponder on that false alter ego -
unprincipled,
so twisted as charlatans ever were.
Your monster is not guilty.
you ponder on that false alter ego -
unprincipled,
so twisted as charlatans ever were.
Your monster is not guilty.
Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
(c) Andrew Halsall Smith, 2018
