Like a piece of art that doesn’t change
until we look into it;
we see ourselves reflected in the painting
that moves not us,
but with us.
It is the altar of narcissism.
It is the mirror.
Like a piece of art that doesn’t change
until we look into it;
we see ourselves reflected in the painting
that moves not us,
but with us.
It is the altar of narcissism.
It is the mirror.
