Even then i must have known 
Felt the stretch of skin on bone 
As then 
I stared 
For too long at my own 
On reflection
Only when my hands went numb 
Failing cells of each begun 
To touch 
And spin 
Like lines around the sun 
On reflection
So tonight i sit and wait 
Hear the sounds of life grow late 
And look 
Through the ice 
Of an ever older me 
On reflection