I’m dangerous;      there’s little left
inside this body —
that hasn’t wanted      not to subtract
from the world.

I can divide a man      into men. This
isn’t a warning
or confession.      Call me what
you’d like;

in my own mind      I’m a mirror.
I see everything
except myself.      This way I can’t
lose: even when

broken, a polished      surface reflects
whatever looks in.