Self-Image Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

I stand in a room
with mirrors all around

watch myself:
watch myself watching me:

so many parts
of me
growing smaller
in long, lean lines

the slightest move
and all the angles
of me change too.

I stand quite still
indecisive
afraid to change
so many aspects of myself at once

start losing perception of who
is watching
who is being watched

begin to feel
as insubstantial as mirror images
watching each other.