As/Is







3.21.2004


Smoke and Mirrors

for Rachael


Where
there's smoke
there's burning
anger
and confusion.

Pain
is not
a window
it's
a funhouse
mirror,

a false
friend
telling you
you're fat
when
you're not,

a deceiving
sack
of shards
of truth
rearranged to
lie
and say
everything
about you
is wrong.

Fuck that.

Cover
the glass,
embrace yourself
tenderly.
Take
a deep
breath
and leave
the room.