YOU who looks at me through glassy eyes
Glinting, glazed, and slated
Jaded by some heimall gloss.
You don't reflect me
Dare to flatten and fit me to your frame.
You flatter yourself
Frigid rims and metal arms could never hope to hold me,
Project ME.
I will burst from the seams
Warm, Plush, and Pink.
Malleable, my skin is to stretch and conceal
What your 2D can't even begin to conceive
I who jumps and rolls and runs chaotically
On grass, under sky and cloud and dreams.
I who burns and shivers in ecstasy
While your eyes glare and are concealed by a glare of light
And you ask Me to reflect You?
You who stiffens and freezes at my touch?
My meaty embrace could never hope to hold you,
Endure YOU
Quivering, I shatter you
And those pleading and polemic eyes
That look at me through a Mirror.