House of Mirrors
Who stalks me through the narrow ways,
warping past corners, in this maze.
Who?
peers darkly from a silvered face
espying me as I breathily race
unable to get away
STAY!
follow me no more. I turn
run back the other way, Learn.
It is no use.
There you are, Just behind.
Blocking every door I find.
Who are you? Leave me be!
OH! I see your.....
© 2011 Tamera Dobbins