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Morning With Mirrors
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Morning With Mirrors |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass 
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Morning With Mirrors It’s a motel morning, same stiff woodlike chair, same curtained window, same two mirrors. I find myself between them, vaguely distressed by the seemingly endless copies of that man the mirrors throw back as we fade down, all receding eye to eye and back to back until we’re swallowed in the flat entropy of glass. Each is me I guess, but I don’t feel it; I wonder if we’re all the same edition. Does every me have a wife still sleeping? Did they move in unison to cuddle our pillows and trap us out of bed twelve seconds after we creaked off yawning to our motel johns? Did we leave the many lights off to still the wife-waking thunder of all those little fans, just as the countless red dots on the faces of our cheap motel clocks changed to 5:23? Pillow cuddling or not, we can’t go back, we're too awake now, for one reason or another. Frankly I hope we’re not all trapped like this, writing this same poem in the curtained dark. I hope some made it back in time for the hug. I even hope a few have a mistress over there, or a Black Lab the motel doesn’t know about. I also hope the parking space outside doesn’t hold an endless pile of brown minivans, hope there’s at least the occasional orange Porsche, and the mistresses and Porsches don’t all match. Yes, let some guys in minivans manage that, and some Porsche guys want to excite the missus. She’s stirring now, dreaming something into my pillow, one last dream before she wakes to find me sitting over here. I wonder which reflection I am, and which she’ll be.... Either way the Coast Highway’s calling, and the bright I see through my set of curtains says it’s a good day to put the top down. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
WOW.... do it again. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yeah...it will be a good day for that |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
enjoyable read, very much enjoyed may I suggest a BMW guy????? |
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dingusjr Member
since 2003-09-24
Posts 415Missouri |
When the wife awakes...which man will she choose?? Or which car, or which dog? Interesting and strangely disjointed poem. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed A science fiction poem....very interesting to think that each mirror immage might have it's own time and dimension. It would make a good One Step Beyond program. Enjoyed this, even with the sad feeling that came from it. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Martie's reply to this sounds close to what I would say so I'll just ditto her. And add....thought provoking. .....jo |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This is superb, my friend. You captured the disturbing sensation of comfortable sameness that isn't always satisfactory... and you did so with delightful freshness... Each is me I guess, but I don’t feel it; I wonder if we’re all the same edition. Does every me have a wife still sleeping? Did they move in unison to cuddle our pillows and trap us out of bed twelve seconds after we creaked off yawning to our motel johns? Did we leave the many lights off to still the wife-waking thunder of all those little fans, just as the countless red dots on the faces of our cheap motel clocks changed to 5:23? I love this section... your images are so sharp we can almost hear the newspapers being dropped outside the doors. *S* Either way the Coast Highway’s calling, and the bright I see through my set of curtains says it’s a good day to put the top down. From the surrealism of pre-dawn reflections to the reality of a beautiful day... excellence all the way!! |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
The images in this reminded me of "The Dark Tower" series by Stephen King ... If you have read any of these books you will understand why I said that. If not, I strongly reccomend them to anyone who enjoyed this poem. Very well done indeed!  |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
She’s stirring now, dreaming something into my pillow, one last dream before she wakes to find me sitting over here. I wonder which reflection I am, and which she’ll be.... Either way the Coast Highway’s calling, and the bright I see through my set of curtains says it’s a good day to put the top down. Even though it says "the Coast Highway's calling, and the bright I see" I didn't get this feel at all. But, putting the top down seems like a good thing to do when traveling on a day even if it's a little cloudy. miscellanea |
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