hot reflection  

I walked in on a hot day
feeling cool in white
and saw myself reflected in a window
with pleasing immediacy
larger than life.

I look good on paper,
so cut me out
and stand me up
I'll never fail you that way
black and white, permanent.

I'll be your scarecrow
stuffed full of cliches
a man made of ideas
and full of songs
where my heart should be.

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