Narcissus keeps spilling
glasses of water in the kitchen-
the expensive stuff,
he doesn’t drink from the tap-
he claims it’s an accident
but the tile is beginning to lift
and I’m running out of towels.

I myself have three mirrors in the apartment:
one is for shaving,
the other is for looking at myself
after I take a shit
and hurry to wash my hands,
and a last one is by the front door-
and I use that one most often-
I look at myself as a folded balloon
and squeak.