Three Faces Of I

I chased my selves

down the hallway tonight,

and called them both by name

 

They stopped and wavered

before looking away,

turning their backs again

 

Subliminal

gravity captured the space,

attraction thrice denied

 

The fusion once splintered

reuniting itself,

me, myself—and I

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

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