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cardboard and mirrors

There’s a voyeur stalking my cardboard hideaway  
and I wish I could turn off the neon lights  
pulsing out of my chest
whispering to the mirror monsters  
that threaten to take me away  
to another dimension  
when I get too close  
to the sparkle of my own reflection  
 
The world never looks right  
through the tinted lens  
I keep pressed again the fibres  
of this paper prison  
there’s a hazy vignette
that promises more than it can give  
on the outskirts of my vision  
but I’m not sure how to find clarity  
in the peripherals when I’m too scared  
to punch a hole through this reality  
in the hopes the one outside is kinder  
 
‘Cause I’m the voyeur stalking  
my own cardboard hideaway  
in a kaleidoscope of bright lights and beige
trying to get deeper into the heart of me  
while I try to keep myself out  
a scared little girl  
hiding from the mirrors
afraid her reflection might be dazzling
in contrast to the invisible child she feels inside  
 
© Indie Adams 2019
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 14th Oct 2019
Author's Note
Tonight I gave myself 10 random words with the premise that I would use all of them to write a poem. This poem utilises 8. I really like using this technique when I'm bored or blocked. I never know what is going to end up on the page.

My random words for this one are *monster *lens *mirror *neon *vignette *cardboard *tint *voyeur
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