Gaze into the mirror
At that beauty standing there
No mar upon perfection
A visage pure and fair
Smile, a mouth that curves in glass
Reflection in the eyes
Full form is that caught staring back
Deadened, yet alive
Passions build without restraint
No halt to those desires
No holds barred, now evil deeds
Can feed untended fires
Flesh becomes the canvas
Bone is now the frame
Trapped within the portrait
Cursed to bear your name
How blissful to be blameless!
No shackles of remorse!
Destroy now its creator
Disappear the source
Wrath of hand and dagger drawn
Therein solution lies
Hack into that painted ghoul
So Sin’s proof can’t survive
Yet in the stabbing aftermath
Grotesque upon the floor
Lies horror turned upon itself
And pristine art restored.
