Poem of the Week-Not in Kansas Anymore

I look in the dented mirror

The remaining hair on my chin

Gets wiped off by the three blades

Sagging neck muscles

Hairline that inches away

Flakes in my eyebrows

I check the blue-green eyes

Sharp

Or double vision

Crinkly skin

Around the eyelids

Tracks of worry

On my forehead

Nostrils so small that I can’t smell

The remains of cold sore

Scars on my lips

And when I walk away

From my reflection

I think

If I’m not in Kansas anymore

Then where am I?

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