Chicago Poet

 I SALUTED a nobody.

I saw him in a looking-glass.

He smiled—so did I.

He crumpled the skin on his forehead,
 frowning—so did I.

Everything I did he did.

I said, “Hello, I know you.
”
And I was a liar to say so.


Ah, this looking-glass man!
Liar, fool, dreamer, play-actor,
Soldier, dusty drinker of dust—
Ah! he will go with me
Down the dark stairway
When nobody else is looking,
When everybody else is gone.


He locks his elbow in mine,
I lose all—but not him.

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