Mocked by a carnival mirror, <br />a contortion cruel as doubt, <br />I wrecked the woozy image: <br />a snicker clinked out. <br /> <br />Mirrors on other walls <br />published the same burlesque face: <br />mirrors round, oval, and square <br />crackled in place. <br /> <br />I cached the winks of glass, <br />some sleight-of-self to reclaim, <br />but the kaleidoscope of shards <br />configured the same <br /> <br />punished reflections my eyes <br />reflectively defined— <br />glass that mirrored a face <br />that mirrored a mind.<br /><br />William F Dougherty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-glass-in-the-glass/
