Man in the mirror

The man in the mirror

This morning, was a

Strange and 

Unfamiliar face, 

The tired, worn

Beaten down eyes, the

Eyes of one who 

Lived lives 

worse than I, 

Worse health 

Than I, a

Persistent downward

Turn of mouth, a

Saddened man, 

Joyless.

I truly did not know

This face, 

Wanted to turn 

Away from the

Rising panic of

Not knowing, the

Uncanny valley of a

Face known but not

Ever seen 

Before.