An
only child with an identical twin who resides within glass. Hides behind a dark
cloak at times when he leaves home.
The
brothers exit the door, one melts to the floor, forming a silhouette of the
brother he’s never met.
What
people don’t see is which one’s really me
The
twist in the tale: In our midst lurks The Ventriloquist.
He
hides in front of everyone’s eyes
And
presides over his puppet brother.
You
may be wondering who’s the puppet and who’s the master…
Well
dear reader, the truth of the matter is the answer moves faster than all those
who attempt to catch her.
I
should know the answer but I can only feel her.
A
confession to the question: Which one is behind the mirror?
Am
I the reflection awaiting resurrection?
Or
am I the lie that resides inside and tries to imitate life from the other side?
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