Staring At My Face In The Mirror One Evening

for a long time that i stared
at my face in the mirror
one evening
when the church bell
went ringing

midnight, yes, that was
midnight

i saw my face as a skull
and i was not afraid anymore

i must have been dreaming
i am not sure anymore

was it my soul in the mirror?
i doubt it

it was so white.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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