How God Poured Me

I caught a passing glimpse of myself

passing the mirror on the way out of the

bathroom

                        and realized

                        this wasn’t me

I marveled for the space of a breath

                        how God poured me

                                    into this strange

½ black ½ Germanic body

            with a bald brown head

                        and brow like a shelf of granite

                                    over uncertain eyes.

I realized for a profound moment

that this face I see

            is no more me

            than the car I get into

                        in the morning.