If you’re unsure which way the spoon is facing
My mom taught
me, it’s true
If you see your
face inverted
You know the
spoon is hewn
Mirrors show us
only
the face that
no one sees
I can only see
my image
If I see how
you see me
this next one, I’m
still guessing
I don’t know
why it even works
I see myself in
fire
and marvel I’m
not burnt
So a fire can
be a mirror
If you are hurt,
or if you want
to become cleaner
And lose and
lose your dirt
