For a Mime

I'd write this poem

in video, without word

Show the way we learn

to control, from the gross

matter, to the subliminal,

I think I'd picture a Man

alone in a deserted world,

black and white, growing

into a suit with tie and shoes

growing older, and moving

through emotions, always

separate, in the space between

the pavement, cars, the buildings

touching the air, and nothing,

looking on with painted eyes,

wide and open but not seeing

the reflection in the window,

then maybe there'd be a puddle,

as tears stream down his cheeks

and he stoops in fatigue,

and happens to peer in,

pokes a finger, with disbelief

finds his face, washed clean, and

his entire form pulled through.

09.05.2023

Philosophy quote poem challenge @blu3alex

"Behavior is a mirror in which everyone shows his image." Johann Wolfgang von Goethe