When I sit down to rest

And close my eyes

I zone out first

I go to my favorite place–


Split vision, split sensation

A double take of everything

Sometimes I don’t notice

Until I’ve spooked myself

With a double shadow

Of my own eye’s creation

I love seeing double

So much so, sometimes I

Do it on purpose

Just to go somewhere else

Somewhere fantastic, unreal

Unchained from circumstance

I saw you, there

Today, again.

It’s the only place I can see you

The land of make-pretend

Split versions of

The same person

Dual visions of

The same thing

Parallel universes

Alternate realities

Running alongside each other

For eternity

Never allowed to


Never allowed to


You, lover

Are my sense of duality

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