Circle

Mirror

I am standing before a door
hung with a mirror
in which my face is slowly
aging.
I watch myself, but
I am not being vain, you understand.
I am waiting here
introspectively
and ruminating on all the things you've said to
me
And ruminating on all the things I've said to
you
and wondering if you will ever return to open the door
And listen to what I have to
say
now.