Self Portrait

Mirror image turned left to right
Of the waist and above.
The clarity of nomadic sight
Brushstrokes of immortalization
Of taking the mortal dimensions
And nuances, and making
A man, not just a man – A trompe de l’oeil.
The chin-character and the lip-bloom
And an articulation
That surpasses the adjective-prone noun.
The perfect alibi of a time-embedded
Proof. A DNA chiseled occupancy
Between fire and smoke.
Of what the eyes gather in abundance
And glean on halved light
To sell to the beholder, a blunted truth
In brush-stroked fiction.