Superheroes are very shy people
who want fame and sometimes fortune
and always to be unknown.
Deciding on a mirror as the perfect camouflage,
he drinks the liquid coating destined for one.
He begins to crack slowly;
gradually, he becomes millions, billions
of miniscule glass boxes,
ice cube monads
so tiny not even an atom, much less Adam,
could find itself inside.
His story breaks off here;
TO BE CONTINUED.
after becoming a superhero,
found his troubles had just begun.
Instead of being viewed as a savior, he is hated.
Like a glass fireplace screen, nothing can destroy him
except heat on the one side, cold on the other.
A devil and an angel—neither wanting to be fully known—
conspire to bring him to an end,
cracking him into squares of safety glass.
Now, he can no longer pull himself together.
But, if readers still believe
and will let him become Jigsaw Puzzle Man,
you may save him, yet.
Time to do your part.
TO BE CONTINUED?
The child, truly believing,
takes out the paste jar,
glues Mirror Man to a bowling ball.
Her mother places it in the garden
where it revels and reflects on sunshine and rain
and the general puzzle of ordinary things.