my mirror self is noisy cuz my inner self is
my mirror self is noisy; i cannot see me clear.
am never quite still, so there's always subtle blur in there.
my inner self is chatty, so there's static in my vision
a cafeteria buzzing w/ some clatter from the kitchen
my inner self is busy/bizzah, many posing MEs who'd like to commandeer the mouse
when shaving, when i'm toweling off, i gaze upon a messy self
a zen mind sees itself clear in a mirror, for the mind is calm, the eyes pelucid pools.
a vain & empty soul, too, sees itself clear: for Vanity's a pseudo-Zen! those looking good, the good-looking so look because they see themselves as-is.
they're very good at looking into mirrors!
a wavey frazz of mess lines my aura, or my tress lines—my frizzy hair the prim barista frowns at—i'm homeless here—it seems i shouldn't be here!
i brushed it forty strokes when i lavered last Sunday—this i swear, Mademoiselle!
peeple, pls! peeeeple! i look like this becuz i am so soulful, lol.
my inner shushing Angel
peeple, pulz, pyaaapül! i lid mez oofs to meditate; they seam into a darkened screen, but center of the screen, SEE a lucent smudge of fingerprint—an angel's tip between the eyes—a shushing of the Beast and yet she's made her own mess, & then she fled.
lol, iz patterns in my retina, iz photo-chem! a lucence veining out from the center of my pupae—an afterimage of the light, not the light idem!
SO DOTH A GLOBAL SOUL AUTHENTICATE
our Cult of Affirmation has its wonder tales too, and the Congregation testifies!
the Temple of Narcissus sends its agents out to seed a teeming City with a meme just for you!
a LuluLemon totebag, spotted on a passer tells me YOU ARE IMPORTANT, omg! omjah!
iz JUST what i was thinking!
ME ME ME on a roll-sign, a product line;1 ME in every meme i put a falsie-tip finger to and OMG iz JUST what i was thinking, goes the comment scroll, a Testament of babies holy-rolling.
SO DOTH A GLOBAL SOUL AUTHENTICATE
SO DOTH THE SYS AFFIRM AN INTER-STATE
an iPhone, fine.