2011 - Day 128

One way mirror
I watch you sleep
And when you brush your teeth,
When reciting your speeches
And eating those peaches
And when you pretend to preach.
You stare hard
Into your soul
Determined to figure it out
Don't get why you feel small
Or why a trees leaves fall
You continue to take the same route.
Now boring and old
I tire of your suffer
Jump right through the mirror
And I eat you for supper,
Time to wait for new tenants
I have all the time
I drift back to slumber
The world is mine.