the mirror

a flash
of me
caught
in the corner
of my i

the mirror
diverts,
seizing
my i
in a
reflective
trap.

suddenly
there is
no more we
enraptured
by music,
only
the scrutiny
of i
whispering
insidious
slander.

gods, lovers
despise
a divided heart,
the i
triumphant
over
we.

that egoist
i
forcing them
to witness
destruction
at their expense.

blindly
i turn,
choose we,
let him
carry me
forgive me

i abandon
i,
let music
and mercy
resurrect
we,

the i
humbled
to accept
we
as grace
enough.