The Glass In The Glass Poem by William F Dougherty

Mocked by a carnival mirror,
a contortion cruel as doubt,
I wrecked the woozy image:
a snicker clinked out.

Mirrors on other walls
published the same burlesque face:
mirrors round, oval, and square
crackled in place.

I cached the winks of glass,
some sleight-of-self to reclaim,
but the kaleidoscope of shards
configured the same

punished reflections my eyes
reflectively defined—
glass that mirrored a face
that mirrored a mind.