POETRY

My Doppleganger

Listens to every word I don’t say
Lingering in unconscious shadow
Stores up dreams to unleash at night
Whispering thoughts and desires
disowned shame, addictions to blame
staging subtle scenarios because
I’ve begged him to. I’ll never admit
this is true for I don’t know that
I do it…but he does.

m. landers 05/06