Mirror, Mirror

Keen pieces on the floor
Misfortune two and fourscore
Glitter scatters tiled spaces
Each ponders wicked faces

Demons reflected we possess
Exorcized in what's confess
Quicksilver glosses fissure glass
Guilty pleasures beyond amass

Psyches gravitate to the bad
Oft coveting things never had
Shards are only notions scattered
Relic remnants never mattered