Looking in the mirror

Harry didn't like what he saw

The cheeks of his mother, the eyes of his father

As each day crashed around him

the future stood revealed

He was turning into his parents

The final disappointment



Stepping out of the shower

Harry stared at himself

His hairline receding, the slight overbite

He picked up the razor to begin his shaving and thought -

- Oh, I wish I was different



I wish I was stronger

I wish I was thinner

I wish I didn't have this nose

These ears that stick out remind me of my father

and I don't want to be reminded at all

The final disappointment



Harry looked in the mirror thinking of Vincent van Gogh

and with a quick swipe lopped off his nose

And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was

He'd always wanted a dimple

The end of all illusion

Then peering down straight between his legs

Harry thought of the range of possibilities

A new face, a new life, no memories of the past

and slit his throat from ear to ear



Harry woke up with a cough

the stitches made him wince

A doctor smiled at him from

somewhere across the room

Son, we saved your life

but you'll never look the same

And when he heard that

Harry had to laugh

And when he heard that

Harry had to laugh

Although it hurt Harry had to laugh

The final disappointment