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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The events of last evening were such that I awoke this morning to find I was beside myself— not metaphorically, but in the most literal sense: two versions, one body short. The mirror caught us first— a flash of double movement where there should have been one. I blinked. He didn’t. Or maybe I didn’t. It’s hard to say when glass begins to lie. We shared a glance, the kind exchanged between commuters who suspect they’ve boarded the wrong train but are too polite to ask. It seemed prudent to seize the opportunity for a discussion between ourselves— a kind of internal summit to determine the rhyme and reason for our dilemma, and sketch a path toward reunification, assuming it was worth the effort. The other me— slightly more rumpled, possibly wiser— suggested that last night’s self-reflection had been too honest, and that dreams, when left unsupervised, tend to rearrange the furniture. We debated causation, as one does: Was it the unresolved metaphor in that unfinished poem? The hat and the boots, still waiting for closure? Or the quiet betrayal of pretending to be whole for the sake of social ease? Outside, the morning was already making demands. Inside, we negotiated terms of reentry— no apologies, no revelations, just a mutual agreement to pretend we were whole until further notice. I stood to leave, feeling the weight shift as the double lingered behind, stuck in the mirror, arms crossed, expression unreadable. The other me was unimpressed.
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