Today's NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a poem that plays with the myth of Narcissus or the theme of narcissism in some way.
Marco the Narco
Every day he religiously
polishes his mirror
in the hope that he might see
himself ever clearer.
He never passes a window
without stopping for a minute
to posture and to preen and
admire his reflection in it.
He loves spoons and chrome and puddles
and polished furniture, too.
Mirrors are his favorites but any
reflective surface will do.
He goes home every day to admire
his pictures on the shelf
and thinks of how he would enjoy
making love to himself. - Jeff Barnes
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