My old family photos;
little, black-and-white,
white-bordered circus
fun-house mirrors
the reflection peering
back at me is not a true
replica; more a police
artist’s puzzled rendering
of what nine different
witnesses describe as
the same bank robber
I look at me and see that
someone else staring back
in a very clear-cut case of
not-so-mistaken identity
Ponderable polemics, poetic 