Sometimes

A poem for Valentine’s day.

 

Sometimes I
look at myself in shattered mirrors
See a rock star in the layers
of a Tube carriage window
distorted glamour
a self I could try to be

sometimes I
look at myself in others’ faces
and see a thousand paths
I might not take.

sometimes I
reach for the touch that was not given
map
your body
perfect on gulfs of air

Sometimes
I will be like this
alone here
and sometimes
perhaps
it will be some other way.

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