MAGIC MIRROR

MAGIC MIRROR

magic mirror
on the wall

is not
this mirror
at all
at all

in this mirror curse
of Other is more subtle
than ranting
       Malificent or

Dorian Gray
    beautiful tainted (rapturously
so)

Oh this is
     life’s work

work here slow,
brush
stroke after
brush stroke

every revisit a sense of
shift
   of movement of
time’s accumulation

time
    having
such a good eye, such
a fine touch

pixel after pixel
we move from promise,
to potential
   to sharp revelation
(the shadow
   that was ever could
not now
    be more clear)

something
in those final
      subtle touches

translation into speech
that tells the whole story

something flesh not
marble
    bone not bronze
soon to here appear