It would be fine,
first thing in the morning,
to look like John Lee Hooker
for just a moment of the time you have left,
however long that might turn out to be,
for you in particular (or for me).

He is not granite-jawed,
but not grizzled either.
Not black as coal or black as night
and not just not-white.
Just right.

It would give the mirror a shock.

A chance for once to wake it up.
We would have had fair warning,
been told the night previously
(would we even have slept?).
But still, as the mirror gasped,

how hard it would be to keep
our faces entirely straight.
Mister Hooker would.

It is possible, of course, the mirror
would think we must have had
him over for an evening of leisure
and that he was, naturally enough,
entering the bathroom at this early hour
to freshen up, as we all must do.

Mister Hooker must have heard everything
that can be said to him, but how shocked
would even he be if the mirror were to say
(to his face after all)
I left the money on the dresser…

What would you say then?
Or me (particularly).
 

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