Mirror Image Poem by SJ. Sharkey

No childhood crone,
Or neighbour known.
Still a familiarity in her
Made me shake and shiver.
In there, what have you seen?
Not the mirror but still a screen.
And there a projection,
Not a reflection.
Are you still here? she said.
And I nodded my head.
But there's something else going through you instead.
And again, I agreed with what she said.
In the end,
I showed a friend.
All they said was she looks like you,
Now I wish that weren't true.