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The Mirror and the Window
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Beginning Poetry Class 2002-2003 The Mirror and The Window
Observations on Friendship
Always dictated by trend and fashion,
they smelled of bath oil and heady perfume,
and cared only of whether
their plum passion lip-gloss
had lost its scent and shimmer,
or if their hair fell in the perfect waves
to caress and dance upon their necks.
These two girls, best friends,
strolled down the high school hallways
with perfectly manicured nails,
shapely young figures,
and eyelashes thick with dark mascara.
Their faces flawlessly made up
like tiny fragile china dolls
that could crack under too much pressure.
And everyone thought they were the
most beautiful girls to look at,
until a moment later,
when they saw another girl that looked exactly alike.
And when they spoke to one another
about a party or some new item of fashion,
One girl would stare blankly at
her friend while she spoke,
and mimed the actions of those around her.
And the other girl would simply
nod a vacant agreement,
as translucent as a window pane
looking out into a sea of crowded faces.
Crystal Moore
April 29, 2003
