He said to his mirror
Like a silent movie
His image made no sound
But lips moving
Why can't I hear you
He implored his reflection
I speak
And you mock me
With silence
I'm out of words
My thoughts are empty
Heart weak
I need your advice
He begged
But his reflection silently
Staring back at him
Aping him
Offering not a word
No counsel
And he could not understand
When he was younger
His reflection spoke often
Offering advice
Arguing
Point after counterpoint
Whatever he said
His reflection
Could offer a counter
A better way
But now there was nothing
No life in the mirror
Just an image
A picture of him looking back
At him
What has time done to you
His image just looking back
Away
Where have you gone
Away
As he turned to walk
He noticed a streak down the mirror
From water
Not condensation from a recent shower
Just one streak
He shuddered as he looked up
He saw from where it originated
His reflection
Now looking right at him
Had cried
©johnfklee
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