I, janus
By iznogoud
I have a twin. He's inside me. Sharing my quarters. In those dark grey recesses. I think. He speaks. I cry. He laughs. I'm bounded. He flies. I wake. He dreams. Sometimes I'm he, he's me. But never are we one. Which is sad. Because he's living my life. In a mirror. Double-faced. Insincere. Almost pretentious. I'm not a schizo. But, he's one. I'm not me. He's he. I want to lose him. But, he won't let go. And last night I realised. I prayed. Prayed, he doesn't have a twin. Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 13 2002 06:40 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"I have a twin. ..."