It used to be people could look in a mirror,

And as they turned to walk away,

They would forget what their image looked like,

But today, I look at a clock 

That's in my phone,

And before I can put my phone back in my pocket,

I've forgotten the time.

Am I late?

Am I early?

I don't have anywhere to go.

Why am I looking at my phone

To see what time it is?

If I ever have the nerve

To come as I am

And let you smell me

And touch my skin

Without any cosmetic creams

Or false bravado,

Then I won't bother looking in the mirror,

Or forgetting my image,

And I won't bother looking at my phone

Ever again.

-jenn