Sunday, October 2, 2011
Mimic -- Poetry 2011
She played at being someone else.
Seriously studious in her approach,
glimpses of her favorite people
inundated her normal guise….
phrases, gestures, hair style,
clothing melded in random combinations
until she was no longer sure who she was
at any given moment. Lost in mimicry,
the mirror reflected a thinly disguised
algorithm disappearing before her eyes.