You return again
In perfect timing -
A beacon.
Such arrogance you portray
Matching a red diner dress -
A fatal ego killer.
So small…
Yet a monster -
A mountain of rage.
Builds inside me
Sitting there in all your glory
Starring right through me.
Oh humbling blemish -
Who never comes on a Saturday
When I can hide.
The visitor that overstays
His welcome -
Now in my mirror.
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