interlude

I looked in the mirror for signs of goodness,
that elusive quality that priests,
politicians and ex-wives ask for
as they are about to cast you
into eternal damnation.
I found nothing,
just a tired outline
of a cold, shivering soul
trembling in a corner,
trying hard to eviscerate himself
so he could be redeemed in the eyes
of holy gangs
looking for devotees.
So I smashed the mirror.
And smiled.

Later, I was booked for mirror-smashing,
a cardinal sin,
and sent into exile,
where I found myself.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

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3 thoughts on “interlude

  1. susanscottsa

    Most evocative Marlon thank you! Mirror smashing to find yourself – excellent.
    you can check out my latest one if you care to on synchronicity …

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