That gaunt-faced woebegone eyed stranger
just stared back at me...
life's furrows ploughed in a desperate field
of sun leached skin.
Empty sky eyes beseeching
over the hard line of incessant frowns...
I couldn't tell what he was thinking...
the only aura exuded was forlorn.
But I knew....
as soon as I opened the medicine cabinet-
he would vanish-
because I knew there was a pill in there
that would make everything look better...
on the other side of the looking glass.