Nate Maye- Three Poems

Reflecting Pool

I stopped on

the long journey

just long enough

to see myself

looking back.

I did not like the lion

image I saw

with his ugly teeth

bared at me.

 

Shades

Those are fancy

shades you've got

there, but mine

are magic;

They blot out

the ugly parts of life

I do not wish to see.

 

SOB

He's a real son

of a bitch, closing doors,

casting judgment,

but then I could be just

like him

if I were a terrible 

person, I suppose.