Doppelganger


doppleganger

Again in dark earth
sun is coming to its most
congenial slant

On my knees I smell home
and revel in its scent
Hands in loam I rake to smooth it well
I say, yes

No one is saying that I can’t
nothing’s hinting I’m alone, though
my doppelganger’s shares this space

Chaos is working on that fool
to render him inept at being true

He’s blind to things
he can’t replace

Soil is slipping through my hands
Light rain is falling on my back
Sun is shooting through a nimbus hole
Light is slowly seeping through that crack

Jim Culleny
5/10/14

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