Hope hangs by a suction cup
I had a fog-free shaving mirror that I liked
stuck to the wall of my shower stall
on a flimsy rubber suction cup.
The mirror was a skinny oval reflective disk
about the dimensions and worth
of a dime store cake plate.
It never once fell from the wall –
though I expected it would
as all such things will eventually do
between the hours of two and four a.m. –
but equally fatal, it stopped being fog-free
after just a year or so
making it no more practical
for shaving my face in the shower
than the cake plate.
Now I have a new fog-free shaving mirror
with lots of useful features.
I’ll bet you didn’t know
a shaving mirror could have features,
but this one does.
It’s got a built-in clock
so I can keep an eye on the time,
and a clasp to hold my razor
when I’m not shaving,
a light near the bottom
that’s angled upward to illuminate
those easily missed hairs under my chin,
and a new & improved heavy duty suction cup.
My new fog-free shaving mirror
possesses patented optical qualities –
or so it said on the box.
I hope this means it will remain fog-free
for longer than its predecessor.
I hope this will be the last fog-free mirror
I ever need.
I really like this mirror
more so than the other one
and because I do
I wake up often in the night
wondering if this is the moment
the silence will be broken
by a catastrophic cacophony
in the shower stall.
Incidentally, that day
will be the same day
I start growing a beard.
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