the ugly bears…

Looky here

I didn’t mean to look at me.

I guess I wasn’t really having that much fun

in the Fun House.

What was I thinking when I ate cotton candy

as a kid and thought it was great?

The stuffed animals aren’t really cute…

where do they buy the ugly bears?

I was alone, I guess that says a lot…

who walks around alone in the Fun House?

Anyway, I passed the goofy, wavy mirror

and I guess I couldn’t help it,

I looked at it quick, I didn’t really stop,

I saw me, shattered, in layers, quivery,

even if I’d had a smile on my face

I’m not sure smiles show up in those things.

I kept walking, and I was thinking

about what I really look like,

and I guess I realized a mirror

probably never tells the whole story,

because the other you might have

a different point of view.

May 28, 2018

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