Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

The Mirror

leave a comment »

A doppelgänger

Stands where I am not.

Wearing a crooked smile

Just like me own.

He speaks without

Arousing suspicion.

No one even doubts

His peculiar mannerisms.

Only I see him  within a pane of

Guilded glass…

He is me.

Advertisements

Written by barryr22

April 28, 2010 at 5:10 pm

Posted in Poetry

Tagged with , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: