By: Charles Aldux

10/11/2022

The Facial Entity 

Something's missing.

Something's wrong.

I'm taken aback.

As something does lack.

As this thing is stuck amidst the black.

I hate when I look at it.

But it doesn't look back at me.

Surely it is taunting me.

It is as if it beckons me to look for it.

But when I do I am aghast.

And this is a thing that seems new each time.

I would've thought it to no longer be new.

As it appears...

Bearing the same yet somehow new face.

And it brings forth a renewing taste.

And of it, I am never able to fully embrace.

It imbibes me with haste.

I'm filled with such distaste.

As it copies and pastes…

Itself upon other heads that I gaze upon.

And I may never rely upon the knowledge of this mental entity.

As I alone know who owns its face.

Yet of the one I alone own.

I am complacent and if asked how I feel of this face I will remain taciturn.

As it allows none to fully embrace.

Not even myself.

Leaving me to remain woebegone.

But at the end of this quest.

I will bask in a series of inquiries...

Can one truly know the being who stares back at the one in the mirror?

Is it truly you or someone far less clearer?

And as it gets nearer...

Will you come to terms with that Shape-shifting being?

Or better yet is it even possible?

And why is it that I am the largest obstacle?

Who are you mirror man?

You Shape-shifting being.