Messy Mirror Marriage

The prompt: Wednesday (Day 12)
You are the mirror in a couple's bathroom.
What do you see, hear, and feel?
("Newsletter 2: Haiku")


Side by side they brush:
his method much noisier;
she spatters me more.

She's feeling goofy;
toothbrush becomes water-sword,
attacking her mate.

Dots of toothpaste splash;
cold on my smooth glass visage,
peppering my view.

He retaliates
with lemon-lime shaving cream
all over her face.

Laughing in the mess,
she reaches for shampoo, and
dumps it on his head.

Globs of gooey glop
drop and drip all over me;
I can’t run or hide.

Feels kind of fun;
something different every day.
This wacky couple!