I sat on the back porch
early in the AM
holding my warm coffee cup
tightly in my hands
listening to birds sing
and a gator behind the fence
barking,
like gators do.
It should have brought me peace,
but I started to imagine
a mirror,
a mirror of God
that would face its observers with
a brilliant light
and a pure vision of all flaws.
I imagined particular people
sitting in front of the mirror,
politicians, family members, neighbors,
and I could see them...
squirming.
Not cool I said to myself,
not cool.
So I placed myself in front of the mirror,
alone, and I slowly brushed my hair
and judged,
just-
me.
It's going to be a very good day.
