ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 3
SHAKING THE MIRROR
I hold the mirror with both hands
another me another room
it looks like the same room and self
but I know it is not
there is one small difference there
if only I can see it
I shake the mirror to make it tell me
but the silence says all I will ever know
if I could spot the change
I would know which other room
of my life I am in
I could and would greet myself
it has been a hard journey
I would say but now rest
we are here and there is no need
to keep shaking so