Even more tonight/this morning…

Scrutiny
In my reflection
through your eyes–or his?–I am looking for you
Afraid
What if I find you in all the wrong places?
My every movement
takes place somewhere between a mirror and your photograph
trying to measure your likeness, in these not-so-little things
But there is a world beyond the walls
From which these faces–this face?–peer over my shoulder
And I have resolved to [...]

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