My mirror

One of the things I find most alluring is a puppy barking at its own reflection on the mirror, thinking it's a scent-less member of its own kin. So I thought, how about I took that concept and went on a whole philosophical and psychological rant about it, considering we definitely don't have enough of the sort?
If you by any chance don't happen to enjoy the poem, just immagine a puppy barking at its own reflection to wash off the bad taste in your minds.