The Tin Man

Mike Bell/ May 1, 2018/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

I have thought of taking
unthinkable leaps

forced by this impedement
which reduces each step

I have examined myself
in a cracked black mirror

allowing for distortion
what I see is not anger

I have changed under this
my short-lived affair

Rejection is armour
which I now have to wear