You look in the mirror, for connection.
Your reflection, your ideal projection.
A modern day Prometheus, digital clay.
When reality falls away, are we dismayed?
Tend your garden, remove the past
Replant anew, admire contrast
Who are you, who am I?
What is the sum of 6 and 6:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.