There was a mirror
That you stood in front of every day
Opened your lips, showing me baby pearls, and
The places you weren’t so baby anymore.
Regardless of your many boo-boos and,
Annoying coos to the magpie out of our window,
I, your reflection, was what you wanted to see. And
although my voice could never reverberate in your ears,
Due to this sliver of glass in between,
Mere words didn’t barricade us.
Because our eyes intersected
like constellations in the dark.
A supernova, perfectly in sync
when you lifted your left arm,
and I lifted my right,
argued so much
but never had a real fight.
We were too soft for that
or at least, you used to be.
When you used to bother to
look at me.
Displayed an array of waves
That my eyes could never have the power to see.
Bombarded my soul,
Microwaved my sanity,
X Rayed my frail being,
Until all that was left
Was a burnt layer cosmic dust.
Infused within the melanin of our skin
A beautiful, bright, and brilliant star
By the black hole
Our reflections used to weave around each other,
Flowed like the Milky Way,
Thick with emotion,
Thickness was thinned by your
Tight smiles, your
Almost like you want to lose balance
Lose your handle on life
I pound my fists on the glass
But you are blind to my lightning love.
You demagnetize the space around yourself,
Repelling those who could set you free.
Your pride, a meteorite
That showers down
For an inkling of intimacy.
But my pity, aligned to the slant of the sun
and the sadness of your soul
Isn’t enough to mend the tear in your
Because there was once a mirror,
And I, your reflection,
Occupied the other side.
Gravity used to pull us close
But you wish to join another galaxy.
Erasing the after images of your wrongs
from your retinas
If you look in the mirror once more,
You will see something you love
Image: First photograph of a black hole.