Mirror Creep

By Equinox Asylum

From behind the liquid landscape
Boxed against the wall
It smiles when I'm not smiling
It laughs when I'm not laughing
It screams when I'm not screaming

"Stop it", I beg

With fire eyes and razor lips
With leather skin and blackened cheeks
It spits when I'm not spitting
It taunts when I'm not taunting
It lies when I'm not lying

"Go away", I relay

It haunts my last asylum
It diminishes my quantum
The germ in my decay

Bent on my destruction
Versed in the ways of seduction
It climbs out of bondage reflection
And lunges at my soul

So I just look away.

Troy Allen Bull 4.06

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Published on Tuesday, April 18, 2006. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Mirror Creep"

On Monday, July 4, 2011, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

Still a classic :)
On Thursday, April 10, 2008, Army Barbie (316) wrote:

I've returned to read...and again you've slain my speach...I'm speachless.
A former member wrote: That's about where I am right now...
On Friday, July 13, 2007, Army Barbie (316) wrote:

Holly shit...
On Friday, July 13, 2007, Army Barbie (316) wrote:

Pretty much that's all I can muster up at the moment. I'll return.
A former member wrote: amazing... thats all I can say... amazing
On Friday, July 6, 2007, Err0r (358) wrote:

'The Germ In my Decay' What an amazing line that has been birthed from your mind. And I absolutely love the last line. You're right. This is so perfect with the same feeling. Maybe a tad more morbid than mine though. =P
A former member wrote: awesome, i very much enjoyed that.
On Saturday, September 23, 2006, thefairytaleheart (13) wrote:

i LOVE THIS. its so perfectly wonderful. yay. :)
On Tuesday, May 30, 2006, RubyXero (481) wrote:

that created a beautiful picture. very well done.
On Saturday, May 27, 2006, AniDayz (812) wrote:

hmmm...theres so much i could derive from this, this speaks like dynamite...the illusion(s) of reflections, refractions of .self. tasteful disgrace, the .eptitome. of human nature...hmmm
A former member wrote: gives the mirror an edge of translucence. nice work here indeed.
A former member wrote: Well i would say the best part would be "With fire eyes and razor lips with leather skin and blackened cheeks"
On Tuesday, May 2, 2006, ZealousValadiction (42) wrote:

Sweet.....I realy like this one
On Thursday, April 27, 2006, xserratedsoulx (212) wrote:

lovely, just lovely. ~lauren~
A former member wrote: this was just awesome and true, mirrors often reflect things that aren't physical...great piece ~Tamara
A former member wrote: *sigh* this is beautiful. you are beautiful.
On Monday, April 24, 2006, mywristshurt (405) wrote:

this was awesome.. its very soul filled and i know how much effort you put into writing this.. it was really good
A former member wrote: curse the mirrors and the memories.-silver
A former member wrote: *heartsigh* Oh, Troy.. this is absolute crushing.. provocative in the sense that it not only forces me under a tidal wave of imagery .. but sets me inside these words.. examining myself?
A former member wrote: ..and I could thank you or curse you for that.. "Stop it, I say" as an unseen pendulum knocks me in the thick of my skull.. and as the last line claws at my eyelids.. while the rest carves an itch up my spine.
A former member wrote: So I think I'll do both? Fucking Troy, thank you for this.. and the fact that it is so real.. makes my heart sad.. that it must be just as real, if not more so.. to you.
A former member wrote: You've penetrated my shroud of apathy and made a roost within me, with this.. incredulous write. Infinite Respect. ~ June
On Tuesday, April 25, 2006, Equinox Asylum (140) wrote:

Thank you so much June. The affirmation you have given me here is priceless. That fact that it comes from a poet I respect makes it even more rewarding. Thank you. :)
A former member wrote: this is great. i really liked it. a good way to describe something that is inside you, but not what people see on the outside. nice write. ~~Jessica~~
On Thursday, April 20, 2006, monalisamarie (113) wrote:

The liquid landscape: Oh, what a way you have with words there are so many implications. The ending totally wraps it up
A former member wrote: the sinister smirking prick that looks back at all of us, the creation of our own mental illusions...the twisted reflection that stalks us in the night...thank you for portraying that which I could not :) ~sinful~
On Tuesday, April 18, 2006, TheBardOfBlasphemy (357) wrote:

brain twitch stretch and squeeze... "there's no place like home"... !MADNESS!... peeling faces off the mask - destroying the truths that hide the lie...
On Tuesday, April 18, 2006, TheBardOfBlasphemy (357) wrote:

there are no more voices in my head, they ARE my head... I huddle in the closet while the skeletons run riot through the house... in the mirror the demon laughs and I wonder why we look so familiar to each other. Our sense of humour is nothing alike.