Scary Movies Poem by athena bell

Scary Movies



I stared at myself
wondering what was there
wondering what could be there
wondering what others saw
when seeing what IS there

contemplating
nothing
but contemplating

my eyes dark
i stared

unconsciously i
went closer
closer
to the reflection
closer to my eyes

black hole grew
grew
grew dark and

my vision did not blur
opposite
focused
so much so that i was somewhere
else

i wasn't thinking
vision focused
mind blurred

i grew closer
went nearer to my self

out of the corner
corner of these eyes
my frown
my mouth
passive mouth

changed
grinning
sly intent

my face
now clear
new grin
shocked and shaken
refocus redim

was it my eyes catching more light
was it my sight
playing tricks
those tricks on me

or did i finally
really see
me

haha
scary movies

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Raubenheimer 14 February 2010

Boo! I love the way you resolve this... the tension that builds and builds in thumbnail stanzas, as you get closer and closer to who you might be... till... THEN you want to reread it all in the light of the end!

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