(Tanka) Reflection

I stoop to pick up

a dropped coin on the shiny 

floor beneath me...

but my reflection gets there

first and snatches it from me.

Reflections

Shiny polished floors cause reflections.
Reflections which reflect.
Reflections so strong that the reflection is more real than reality.
Maybe from an up side down world and so real you start to feel that perhaps we are the reflection!
A reflection from another world!
The shiny floor the place where our two worlds meet
Two identical people joined by their shoes.
Shop fronts that fade into a slightly disorted doppelganger.
My reflection sits below me as we drink our coffee.
I try and catch it out - but its too quick for me,

... it finishes my biscuit!