THE CONTORTIONIST
The
warped mirror—
anything
before it is
unrecognizable
to
itself.
Oh,
but the shapes
you
can make:
the
faces,
contortions,
all alluring,
bewitching.
Distortion
is
the
glass’s magic,
its
spell—the web
that
attracts and captures.
The
longer you remain
transfixed
within
its
frame
and
a curiosity
to
yourself, posing
and
bending,
chances
are
you’ll
end up
in
the circus
and
never
know
how
you
got there.
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